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.<br /><br />William Wordsworth<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ah-where-is-palafox-nor-tongue-nor-pen/
