text:  Elate of heart and wild of eye Crested horror hurtles by; Myriads hurrying north and east Gather round the funeral feast! From lands remote beyond the Rhine Running o'er with oil and wine Wide-waving over hill and plain Herbage green and yellow grain; From Touraine's smooth irriguous strand Garden of a fruitful land To thy dominion haughty Rhone Leaping from thy craggy throne; From Alp and Apennine to where Gleam the Pyrenees in air; From pastoral vales and piny woods Rocks and lakes and mountain-floods The warriors come in armed might Careering careless of the right! Their leader he who sternly bade Freedom fall; and glory fade The scourge of nations ripe for ruin Planning oft their own undoing! But who in yonder swarming host Locust-like from coast to coast Reluctant move an alien few Sullen fierce of sombre hue Who forced unhallow'd arms to bear Mutter to the moaning air Whose curses on the welkin cast Edge the keen and icy blast! Iberia sorrow bade thee nurse Those who now the tyrant curse Whose wrongs for vengeance cry aloud! Lo the coming of a cloud! To burst in wrath and sweep away Light as chaff the firm array! To rack with pain or lull to rest Both oppressor and oppress'd