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| HERE Craufurd fell, victorious, in the breach, | |
| Leading his countrymen in that assault | |
| Which won from haughty France these rescued walls; | |
| And here entombed, far from his native land | |
| And kindred dust, his honored relics rest. | 5 |
| Well was he versed in war, in the Orient trained | |
| Beneath Cornwallis; then, for many a year, | |
| Following through arduous and ill-fated fields | |
| The Austrian banners; on the sea-like shores | |
| Of Plata next, still by malignant stars | 10 |
| Pursued; and in that miserable retreat, | |
| For which Coruña witnessed on her hills | |
| The pledge of vengeance given. At length he saw, | |
| Long wooed and well deserved, the brighter face | |
| Of Fortune, upon Coa’s banks vouchsafed, | 15 |
| Before Almeida, when Massena found | |
| The fourfold vantage of his numbers foiled, | |
| Before the Briton and the Portugal, | |
| There vindicating first his old renown, | |
| And Craufurd’s mind that day presiding there. | 20 |
| Again was her auspicious countenance | |
| Upon Busaco’s holy heights revealed; | |
| And when by Torres Vedras, Wellington, | |
| Wisely secure, defied the boastful French, | |
| With all their power; and when Onoro’s springs | 25 |
| Beheld that execrable enemy | |
| Again chastised beneath the avenging arm. | |
| Too early here his honorable course | |
| He closed, and won his noble sepulchre. | |
| Where should the soldier rest so worthily | 30 |
| As where he fell? Be thou his monument, | |
| O City of Rodrigo! yea, be thou, | |
| To latest time, his trophy and his tomb! | |
| Sultans, or Pharaohs of the elder world, | |
| Lie not in mosque or pyramid enshrined | 35 |
| Thus gloriously, nor in so proud a grave. | |
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