See English Richard’s crest advance!—
Back from the lightning of his lance!
Hark! nations hail in loud accord[[57]]
His lion heart and victor sword.
Cease, cease thy boasting, clarion vain!
Truth gives my lyre a purer strain.
Blush, as thy people, haughty king,
Shout for the man thy Minstrels bring,[[58]]
And offer, with less guilty claim,
A Forest Yeoman’s humble name!