Yet not for this shall Spain his sceptre own.
In vain Te Deums swell through all the land,
In vain allegiance forced sustains his throne.
Though rebels fall, rebellion hath not flown!
Intrusive, throneless, crownless, mocking King,
No Monarch reigneth save o’er hearts alone!
A Tyrant sent thee, poor and bodiless thing,
But ne’er to rule in Spain—for flight prepare thy wing!
XX.
“Unconquered Zaragoza shuts her gates;