And bless the arms upraised to guard Iberia fair!
XVIII.
Isaro’s sunlit isle her dark-eyed maids
Sends laden with the grape’s delicious bloom;
Guerníca from its close embowering shades
Sends clustered muscatel whose globes illume
Bright tints of amber. Ondarróa’s gloom
Of archéd boughs gives golden apples forth,
Fair as on Hesperus’ dragon drew the doom;