XXIX.

Heroic brotherhood! Mark o’er all her soil Where Spain’s Partidas like Cadmean seed Spring armed and terrible to make War’s toil Ubiquitous, the foe unceasing bleed; Till, like bull gored and vanquished, he recede, While Mina and the Empecinado hang Upon his flanks, and give the Invader’s meed In death from every crag--where Tell-like sprang The Guerrillero forth, whose loud trabúco rang.