XXXVII.

And ’mid the thickest of the storm behold Where scud Cantabria’s daughters through the tide, The death-rain from the rampart fronting bold, And bear to Britain’s sons, Hesperia’s pride, The tribute of support for arms allied. Now brighter beams each eye, and heroes wear Unwonted blushes warrior cheeks to hide, And feel thrice-nerved their arms by Beauty rare, Their spirits bounding high: on Valour smiles the fair!