And shake the centre of the globe afar.
Thrice the fierce islander advanced to break
Our squadron’s wall, confiding in his might:
Thrice by the Spanish force repulsed, to shake
His hopes of victory he sees the fight.
Who shall depict his fury and his rage,
When with that flag before so proud he saw
The flag of Spain invincible engage?
’Tis not to skill or valour to o’erawe,
Solely he trusts to fortune for success.