Sir Walter Ralph de Guyon, of a noble house the scion,
Though his monarch was defeated, still held bravely to his cause,
And foremost in the slaughter by the Boyne’s ill-fated water
Was seen his knightly cognizance,—a bear with bloody paws.
But when the fight was over, escaping under cover
Of the darkness and confusion, to England he returned,
As well might be expected, dispirited, dejected,
But his rage within him smouldered, nor ever brightly burned.
Save when his daughter Alice would say in playful malice,
That she loved the gallant Orange much better than the Green;