Seb. Philip of Spain!
How name ye this fair land? Why, is it not
The free, the chivalrous Portugal?—the land
By the proud ransom of heroic blood
Won from the Moor of old? Did that red stream
Sink to the earth, and leave no fiery current
In the veins of noble men, that so its tide,
Full swelling at the sound of hostile steps,
Might be a kingdom’s barrier?
2d Cit. That high blood