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

With invincible steel.

Then swift to your knees,

Or the bayonet feel!

6.

See, see the breach strewn

With our corses all gory.

’Tis but the first crop

In the harvest of glory!

Sebastian is our’s,