Spurning both Tyrants' steel and Treason's gold.
No tide are they to ebb in heart and spirit.
If dashed back, they return with all the force
Of six dark sea's momentum on its course
For vengeance on the vile, who disinherit
The human-being—shut off every source
Of happiness, or let but Serf's draw near it!
BRITISH SOLDIERY
The wounded Sidney, who despite his thirst,