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

Again to-morrow to resign its cares—

Is’t not, then just—how just! that, thus laid down,

The Tyrant’s creature now the bauble wears?

The Father lauds the choice—the Son his ardour shares.

VII.

“And both implored of Spaniards to obey

With cordial loyalty the Kingling given,

And both with impious tongue blaspheming say

The usurping dynasty is blest of Heaven!

But Spaniards may not thus be bargain-driven.