Averts the danger. Rapid as the breeze,
Somerset’s charger gallops carrying far
His fresh instructions. Dashes through the trees
The French light horse—in vain his course they mar,
And Arthur tranquil rides, the ascent to him no bar.
XXXIII.
The Lusitan battalions first descried
The advancing Chief, and raised a shout of joy.
Uneasy they while distant he doth ride;
Their treasure-trove, their gold without alloy!