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 The shepherds hastening o'er the Tetuan plain, With shouts surround him, and with spears restrain: He stops, with grinning teeth his breath he draws, Nor is it fear, but rage, that makes him pause; His threatening eye-balls burn with sparkling fire, And his stern heart forbids him to retire: Amidst the thickness of the spears he flings, So midst his foes the furious Nunio springs: The Lusian grass with foreign gore distain'd, Displays the carnage of the hero's hand.


 * « An ample shield the brave Giraldo bore,

« Which from the vanquish'd Perez' arm he tore; « Pierced through that shield, cold death invades his eye, « And dying Perez saw his victor die. « Edward and Pedro, emulous of fame, « The same their friendship, and their youth the same, « Through the fierce Brigians hew'd their bloody way, « Till in a cold embrace the striplings lay. « Lopez and Vincent rush'd on glorious death, « And midst their slaughter'd foes resign'd their breath. « Alonzo glorying in his youthful might « Spurr'd his fierce courser through the staggering fight: « Shower'd from the dashing hoofs, the spatter'd gore « Flies round; but soon the rider vaunts no more: « Five Spanish swords the murmuring ghosts atone, « Of five Castilians by his arm o'erthrown. « Transfix'd