“Entant que souverain, s’il parle selon sa pensée, il vous dira, j’observerai le traité de paix, pendant que le bien de mon royaume le demandera; je me moquerai de mon serment, des que la maxime de l’état le voudra.”--Bayle, _Dict. Hist. et Crit. art. Agesilaus_. XXXVI. “His curling wave receding,” &c. Vidimus flavum Tiberim retortis, &c.--Horat. _Carm._ i. 2. ----Guadiana Atraz tornou as ondas de medroso: Correo ao mar o Tejo duvidoso. Camóens, _Lus._ iv. 28. “Sinks o’er his golden sands, and sighing wears the chain.” ----Amnis aurifer Tagus. Catul. xxvii. XXXVII. “And Priests profane declared thy conquerors sent by God!” Dizei-lhe que tambem dos Portuguezes Alguns traidores houve algumas vezes. Camóens, _Lus._ iv. 33. I have had the satisfaction of visiting within the past year all the scenes which form the historical portion of this Canto--San Sebastian, Madrid, Badajoz the birth-place of Godoy, Lisbon, Almeda, and a score of other localities consecrated by heroic or saddening recollections. The toils of my pilgrimage will have been amply repaid, if I have derived some inspiration from the _genius loci_. IBERIA WON. Canto VIII. I. With many a bitter thought and heavy sigh, The grave Salustian his discourse resumed:-- “Iberia fell, my children--but her eye No pomp of battle, no big war illumed. ’Twas fraud and treason her destruction doomed! France came as an ally--her Lares seized-- The joy-pealed cannon soon in hatred boomed. And reckless Murat well his master pleased, His foul behests fulfilled, his rapine-thirst appeased. II. “But vengeance ’gainst Godoy the people swore, Who counselled Carlos from his realm to fly, And sought in luxury on a foreign shore The fruits of his portentous sway to enjoy. Aranjuez saw them burning to destroy! Shivering in hideous fright, like beast of prey, Two days, two nights, nor food nor drink Godoy Partook, till in his den its wolfish bay The thronging city howled--they stoned him where he lay! III. “And mangled, bruised, and torn, from imminent verge Of death the Guard released him;--Carlos weak The crown resigned--grey hairs the victim urge, And, feebler still, Fernando strove to wreak His feuds upon a throne, where basely meek Full soon as fawning spaniel he doth woo The Gaulish tiger--all that France could seek Too little for his willing hand to do-- All contumelies for him, the Seventh Fernán, too few! IV.