AH! where is Palafox? Nor tongue no pen br Reports of him, his dwelling or his grave! br Does yet the unheard-of vessel ride the wave? br Or is she swallowed up, remote from ken br Of pitying human nature? Once again br Methinks that we shall hail thee, Champion brave, br Redeemed to baffle that imperial Slave, br And through all Europe cheer desponding men br With new-born hope. Unbounded is the might br Of martyrdom, and fortitude, and right. br Hark, how thy Country triumphs!-Smilingly br The Eternal looks upon her sword that gleams, br Like his own lightning, over mountains high, br On rampart, and the banks of all her streams.