Chapter 299 of 528 · 66 words · ~1 min read

IV.

“Oh galling, dismal servitude! The sword Which mighty Carlos at Pavía won The puny Ferdinand to France restored, While all through Spain the withering tidings run; And few believe what patriot ears doth stun. Wrenched from our armouries the trophy proud, Which proved how Franks of old must Spaniards shun; And Altemira voiced our shame aloud: “The sword of Francis given to noblest hands” he vowed!