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

XV.

Narrow the pathway leading to the ridge,

Which now the Frenchmen clustering strongly hold;

But o’er it urge, like passing tiniest bridge,

In single column led by Cameron bold,

Our heroes as at Azincour of old.

The hill doth inward curve—concentrate fire

The foemen pour; but by the shout appalled

Of sturdiest freemen, swift the French retire,