XXV.

To Yanzi now! where narrower still the cleft Which France must pass. By Zubiéta came Our Light Division, ne’er of hope bereft To reach the ground ere Gaul can thwart the aim That there full terrible her pride shall tame. Our warriors through Elgoriága glide, Fatigue exhausting many a wearied frame, And toil they faintly up the mountain-side; But Morton urged their zeal, and Nial touched their pride.