His eyes were raised, he lifted to his lips
The sword, with reverent gesture bending then
Devoutly kiss’d its cross.
And ye! exclaimed
Roderick, as turning to the assembled troop
He motion’d with authoritative hand, ...
Ye children of the hills and sons of Spain!
Through every heart the rapid feeling ran, ...
For us! they answer’d all with one accord,
And at the word they knelt: People and Prince,