XXVIII.

But Kempt’s brigade its toilsome way hath gained With Andaluzan comrades up the steep, And turned the fort’s left flank--’tis scarce attained, When rush the foemen in disordered heap Down the far hill-side to the valley deep. The fort is our’s! The tricolor is torn By Nial from the flag-staff at a leap; And, Spain, thy lions and thy towers upborne In many a victor field its summit proud adorn.