XXVIII.

“Next o’er the Nive thou’lt pass by quick surprise At Ustaritz ’neath Cambo’s beacon light The stream thy dashing cavalry defies, Scorns the pontoon and dares the unequal fight And some shall perish torrent-swept from sight! Next by Barouilhet’s ridge with thickets spread Thou’lt stand resistless, battling thrice till night The combat palls, and still to Victory led-- Triumphant at Saint Pierre, ’mid thousand warriors dead.