His grief would be for thy decline and fall!
If thus thou couldst have been beheld
By Hugh Roe, who demolished thee,
Methinks his triumph and delight would cease,
Thou beautiful, time-hallowed house of Fertas!
O, never was it dreamed that one like him,
That one sprung from the Tirconnellians,
Could bring thee to this woeful state,
Thou bright-streamed fortress of the embellished walls!
From Hugh O’Donnell, thine own king,