Iberia Won; A poem descriptive of the Peninsular War / With impressions from recent visits to the battle-grounds, and copious historical and illustrative notes

by T. M. Hughes

A hue for special service chos’n, I ween,

For England loves the daring and the frank.

In brightest red her columns robed are seen,

A mark inviting like the target’s blank;

And fair her mind is spoke, and fair her battle’s rank!

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Kempt holds Lesaca, and the chain’s complete

From Santa Barbara now to Haya’s crest.

Clausel beholds the movement of defeat,

And dreads to tempt the battle further west.