The last two verses of Where Two Hawks Fly are as follows I think

The harp, the flute, the pipe and drum
Are signal for them all to come
To lay aside the spear and plough
Let the feasting board where wine and laughter flow

What castle then, what castle now?
The farm house stands, commands the view
The crescent moon hangs above the door
And the spirits softly tread the kitchen floor . . .

hope that helps someone