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

And the hoofs of his chargers clattering loud!

See, see where the dust,

Like a storm-gathered gust,

Rolls over the plain,

As he gallops amain;

Now stand, brothers brave, and be true to your trust!

When upheaved is Roncesvalles,

When the kite shall grasp the thunder,

France shall hold Alphonso’s palace,

France shall bring thy spirit under!