Zugáramurdi, Echallar a dirge
May roar for him who dares the eagle’s nest.
Great Arthur guards the pass with high, heroic breast.
XIII.
Not his the blame for San Sebastian’s deeds;
Upon the mountain-peaks he guides the war.
No warning voice the ravening soldier heeds,
And battling rides the Chief revered afar.
To Fuentarabia’s walls our legions bar
The French approach, and Bidasoa runs