III.

Or ’mid the echoing heights that girdle round Fair Roncesvalles taming haughty France, When Roland’s horn with its tremendous sound No response woke from aidful troop’s advance, And Paladin and Peer Bernardo’s lance Beneath Pyrene slaughtered; or more late At mightiest Zaragoza, where askance Flew Gaul’s derided death-bolts winged by hate,-- Unyielding still as here by San Sebastian’s gate.