XXIII.

Great Arthur blest the union, promising That Nial’s fortunes should be England’s care, For of her eaglets none with stronger wing To soar in Victory’s blazing sunlight dare. Salustian called on both a blessing rare! And Nial caught her beauteous hand, while fast She melts in tears which joy and sorrow share; In kisses o’er her hand his soul was cast, The hastening cavalcade to Fuéntarabia past.