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 gentlest pressure strove his rage to quell;

Then snatched a ghittern—thus he struck the tuneful shell:—

The Tartar Town.

1.

’Tis foully done to wrong the Basque;

No nobler man than he.

A desert-child, a Tartar wild,

He once was more than free.

2.