They crowned Tyrconnell
On the rock of Doon;
"Hail! Hail!" they said,
To that anointed head,
The henchmen all;
They led him to the hall;
"Hail! Hail! Tyrconnell!"
How the rafters rang!
Clang! Clang!
How the blades out-sprang,
Like shimmering lake-water underneath the moon! They slew Tyrconnell
On the rock of Doon;
"Traitor!" they said,
Of that anointed head,
The henchmen all
Who haled him from the hall;
"Base, base Tyrconnell!"
How the scabbards rang!--
Clang! Clang!
As the blades out-sprang,
Like shimmering lake-water underneath the moon!