The land was soon o’erspread by War’s alarms;
For Freedom’s fire once lit intensely charms!
But terrible at first in dire excess
Rude license many a timid patriot harms.
If perished tyrant-tools yet, ah, not less
Good men, too, slaughtered fell in butchery’s helplessness.
XIII.
“’Twas then the Asturian seniors crost the sea,
And I amongst the number, as ye know,
To Albion’s glorious Island of the free,