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

“Their powerful hands this rude artillery hold.”

Others with vast Typhœan rage more fell

Rend up both rocks and hills.

—Milt. Par. Lost. ii. 539.

Typhœus was one of the Titans who warred against Heaven.

VII. “And charging through the valley shakes the field
With thunderous gallop.”

Debaixo dos pés duros dos ardentes

Cavallos treme a terra, as valles soam.

Camóens, Lus. iv. 31.

VIII. “Our fiery squadrons. * *
They bathe their swords in blood at every bound.”