XII.

And at Rodrigo, where the counterscarp Inviolate standing cost thy Crawfurd’s life, And ’gainst stern wall and cannon rattling sharp Man’s naked breast maintained unequal strife; And Badajoz, where on the stormers, rife With daring, rushed by deadly breach and scale, Like lava poured ’gainst bayonet, pike, and knife, Fronting a hurricane of iron hail, And mowed by shot and shell--yet made the foeman quail!