Such be the sons of Spain, and strange her fate. They fight for freedom, who were never free: A kingless people for a nerveless state, Her vassals combat when their chieftains flee, 114
True to the veriest slaves of Treachery;
Fond of a land which gave them nought but life,
Pride points the path that leads to Liberty
Back to the struggle, baffled in the strife,
War, war is still the cry, "War even to the knife!"
Dover Castle
When his ship is far from England he sings "Good Might" to his Motherland. These stanzas have a different structure, they are written more in form of a ballad.
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