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130 Never may Time, in his long flight,

Join day more terrible and night: But who in such a strife,

Who constant overcame such fate,

Where may we danger find so great

For dauntless heart in life?

O, Clio! where? yet midst that rage,

With golden pen and deathless page,

Thou lovest the brave to greet;

Gravina, Alava, each name

Write, and Escanio's, echoes fame

Olympic will repeat.

And others, but my voice repels

The love that in my memory dwells;

O, Cosmo! hard thy lot!

O, Muses! him the laurels give, Whose friend is only left to live,

And weep him unforgot.

Tried adverse fortune to endure,

Your valour proved sublime and pure,

O, Mariners of Spain!

Your life your country's shield and strength,

Defended and avenged at length,

She will be yet again.