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;