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Iberia Won 36

Iberia Won 36


μηκθ’ ἁλου σκπει
λλο θαλπντερον
ν μρφαεινν στρον
μδ’ Ὀλυμπας γνα
φρτερον αδσομεν:
Pind. _Olymp._ i.
 
“Deem no shining star greater than the Sun, nor contest more
excellent than the Olympian games.”
 
“Of statues for the Altis sculptors hewing.”
 
Δις λκιμος
υἱὸς, σταθμτο ζθεον λσος
πατρμεγστω· περδπξας,
λτιν μν γ’ ἐν καθαρ
δικρινε.
Pind. _Olymp._ x.
 
“The stalwart son of Jove measured out a grove divine to the
mightiest Father, and hedged it round, and the Altis he set apart
in that sacred place.” Pindar thus attributes the foundation of
the Olympic games to Hercules, who was more popular than Jupiter
himself amongst his Heraclidan audience; and a few lines before
he alludes to his conquest of Elis, on whose plain these games
were subsequently celebrated, “μυχος μμενον λιδος;” Hercules
having led thither an army from Tiryns, the first walled city upon
record. The sacred grove to which Pindar above refers contained the
temple of Olympian Jove, and the statues erected to the conquerors
in the games. The τρισολυμπιονκαι, or those who had been thrice
victorious, had their εκνες in marble thus set, and copied
exactly from their members, which were thus in some degree deified.
(Plin. lib. 34, cap. 3.) And Aristotle, in his _Ethics_, lib. 7, c.
6, says that the Olympian conquerors were called “ἀνθρπουςκατ
ξοχν, as if they alone were worthy of the name!
 
 
X. “And sulphurous fires the bastioned bulwarks tear
Like rags asunder!”
 
--Καστεφνωμα πργων
Πευκενθ’ Ἥφαιστον λεν.
Τοος μφντ’ ἐτθη
Πταγος ρεος.
Soph. _Antig._ 122.
 
“And pitchy Vulcan seized our loftiest towers; dire was the din of
Mars that rose from behind.”
 
“And rush the stormers in with lustiest British cheers.”
 
“In the Peninsula, the sudden deafening shout, rolling over a field
of battle, more full and terrible than that of any other nation,
and followed by the strong unwavering charge, often startled and
appalled a French column, before whose fierce and vehement assault
any other troops would have given way.”--Napier, _Hist. War in the
Penins._ book xxiv. c. 6.
 
 
XIV. “Oh, Rank and Dignity! I saw two flies.”
 
“They wonder how any man should be so much taken with the glaring,
doubtful lustre of a jewel or stone, that can look up to a star,
or to the sun itself; or how any should value himself because his
cloth is made of a finer thread; for, how fine soever that thread
may be, it was once no better than the fleece of a sheep, and that
sheep was a sheep still for all its wearing it. They wonder much to
hear that gold, which in itself is so useless a thing, should be
every where so much esteemed that even man, for whom it was made,
and by whom it has its value, should yet be thought of less value
than it is; so that a man of lead, who has no more sense than a
log of wood, and is as bad as he is foolish, should have many wise
and good men serving him, only because he has a great heap of that
metal; and if it should so happen that by some accident, or trick
of law, which does sometimes produce as great changes as chance
itself, all this wealth should pass from the master to the meanest
varlet of his whole family, he himself would very soon become one
of his servants, as if he were a thing that belonged to his wealth,
and so were bound to follow its fortune. But they do much more
admire and detest their folly who, when they see a rich man, though
they neither owe him anything, nor are in any sort obnoxious to
him, yet merely because he is rich, they give him little less than
divine honours; even though they know him to be so covetous and
base-minded that, notwithstanding all his wealth, he will not part
with one farthing of it to them as long as he lives.”--Sir Thomas
More, _Utopia_, book ii. Bishop Burnet’s Translation.
 
 
XVII. “Thus to Achilles’ arms the maid restored.”
 
Untouched “quoad Agamemnona.” The epithet of Homer is ἀπροτμαστος.
Il. xix.
 
 
XVIII. “Afonso, Avíz, Nun’ Alvares, &c.”
 
The exploits of all these worthies will be found recorded in my
“Ocean Flower.”
 
 
XIX. “Not thy Fidalgos--withered boughs, I ween.”
 
Mina never would suffer an Hidalgo to join his band--himself a
peasant by birth, and thoroughly despising the “higher orders.”
From this general censure of the Fidalgo class, the Conde de
Amarante, the Marquis de Saldanha, the present Conde de Villareal
and Duke of Terceira, who served with distinction in the Peninsular
War, are exceptions. The defence of the bridge of Amarante,
from which the first-named Conde received his title, was a most
brilliant exploit.
 
 
XXI. “No, not more vain Antæus’ self to pierce.”
 
See Pindar’s first Nemeonic, and Lucan, lib. iv.
 
“Whose hissing heads struck off, still heads more grim, &c.”
 
Non Hydra secto corpore firmior
Vinci dolentem crevit in Herculem.
Horat. _Carm._ iv. 4.
 
 
XXV. “Oh, sacred source of sympathetic tears!”
 
The “δακρυων πηγαι,” the “sacri fontes lachrymarum,” which even
amongst enlightened Heathens seem to have been more regarded than
by many modern Christians.
 
 
XXVI. “The Imperial Boar.”
 
Diocletian.
 
 
XXIX. “By that _majestic_ Faith, &c.”
 
Such is the force of the Saint’s name, Σεβαστς.
 
 
XXXII. “Her heart transpierces, falls, and dies upon his corse.”
 
--Καλν μοτοτο ποιοσθανεν.
Φλη μετατοκεσομαι, φλου μτα.
Soph. _Antig._ 72.
 
“It will be my glory thus to die. Loving I will lie by the side of
my beloved!”
 
 
XL. “Dissolved the bands of discipline, the mould
Of duty broke, restored barbarian life.”
 
Ναυτικν στρτευμ’, ἄναρχον, κπτος κακος θρασὺ,
Χρσιμον δ’ ὅταν θλωσιν.
Eurip. _Iphig. in Aul._ 914.
 
“An army come in ships, anarchical, and ferocious for evil deeds,
but useful when it pleases.” A very close description of our San
Sebastian heroes--written more than two thousand years since! I
stood in September last upon the Chofre hills, on the very spot
whence Graham directed the fearful cannonade, and subsequently
beneath the branch where our gallant fellows entered, and in the
recollection of their bravery could readily forget the tales of
horror which I heard from Spaniards, who retain a more vivid memory
of misdeeds, than of the most magnificent services.
 
I saw with little admiration the mediocre picture of San Sebastian
over the high altar in the cathedral, and when I subsequently
beheld the glorious picture of the same saint by Guido in the
museum at Madrid, I sincerely regretted that the latter is not
substituted for the former--a measure which would be well worthy an
enlightened government.
 
 
 
 
IBERIA WON.
 
Canto VII.
 
 
I.
 
Close by the wall the grave Salustian held
’Mongst noblest citizens his fair abode;
And while its dirge the cannon hourly knelled,
And red-limbed Slaughter through the city strode,
And Havoc on the thunder-tempest rode,
One only care Salustian’s bosom knew,
One sole solicitude his mind could load--
To shield his lovely daughters from the view
Of demons shaped like men who Ismail’s scenes renew!

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