But Britain must the foemen hold at bay,
Whom Creçy, Poictiers, Azincour beheld,
Whom Blenheim, Ramilies, and Malplaquet,
And Oudenarde saw by Britain’s yeomen felled—
The foe on every field in Spain she quelled!
Brief, potent words did Nial, Morton then,
While proud effusion from their bosoms welled,
Address with voice inspiring to their men,
And lead with flashing swords the charge again, again!
XLV.