IX.—The Return to Spain.
Joy! for the Victor cometh! He hath won
A prouder triumph than the great of eld;
The tempest-tossed, within whose bosom swelled
Bright hopes, that changed to fears, now sees the sun
Shine on the fair and fertile land of Spain,
Which hails his name with proud enraptured strain.
All press to gaze on th’ anointed one,
Whom the Most High within his hand has held—
While peals again the long and loud refrain;