Iberia Won; A poem descriptive of the Peninsular War / With impressions from recent visits to the battle-grounds, and copious historical and illustrative notes

by T. M. Hughes

“Triumphant here,” quoth Morton, “thanks to thee,

“Sweet maiden.” Blanca smiled, and cried,—“For Spain!”

Then to her bark once more she bounded free,

And with her Nereids young thus sang and smote the sea:

The Oar-Song.

1.

Lean to your oars;

Pull along cheerily;

Ne’er let the shores