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.

“The sack of San Sebastian came to ope

My convent-door which War’s dread fire consumed.

Kindled that fire in me a ray of hope.

I rushed to your house—but found its Lar entombed

In smouldering ashes. Like a spirit doomed,

I wandered then Guipúscoa’s confines through,

When chance another ray of Hope illumed.

I found the garden, saw your sire and you,