Iberia Won - A poem descriptive of the Peninsular War by Terence McMahon Hughes

Author:Terence McMahon Hughes [Hughes, Terence McMahon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anboco
Published: 2016-12-31T23:00:00+00:00

3.

If spirits pure as thine

Weave idly their petition,

What talisman for mine,

To shield it from perdition?

Oh, Mary, thou alone

Canst ope the path before me,

Canst give my heart a tone,

Canst shed a blessing o’er me!

4.

The Seraph forms are fair,

In Heav’nly chorus swelling,

But thine as well in prayer

Becomes its earthly dwelling.

Thou look’st a clouded Moon,

When veiled for solemn duty;

If thou’rt refused a boon,

Why give thee so much beauty?

XXI.

Oh glorious race, indomitably fierce!

Earth’s peasant-lords, triumphant o’er each shock;

No, not more vain Antæus’ self to pierce,

For sprung, too, from thy soil new strength to mock

Thy foes, like Afric’s giant whom enlock

The arms of Hercules; or liker him,

The Achaian marsh heaved upward like a rock,

Whose hissing heads struck off, still heads more grim

Rose terrible to tear the Invader limb from limb!

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