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I thought of thee on stern Sebastian's height,

Gazing on rock, and flood, and sounding shore, And sparkling waves, that danced in Eastern light, When Morn her orange-wreath in beauty wore: I heard the broad Atlantic's solemn roar, Look'd to the steadfast hills, and thought of thee Bidding thy bedes at Mercy's golden door,

Till Pride was quell'd, and suffering realms were free; That evermore the pine-clad Pyrenee

Might be this loyal land's unbroken zone,

And Truth, more fair than Morn o'er sparkling sea, Might dawn to blend long-sever'd faiths in one.

Shall it not come, that dawn of Truth so fair?

Thy spirit lives, and Heaven records the prayer!

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His "Ode on the Armada," and "St. Hermengild"
Sonnets to Cabrera. Cabrera's History of Philip II.

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