C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.


  • Fair land! of chivalry the old domain,
  • Land of the vine and olive, lovely Spain!
  • Though not for thee with classic shores to vie
  • In charms that fix th’ enthusiast’s pensive eye;
  • Yet hast thou scenes of beauty, richly fraught
  • With all that wakes the glow of lofty thought;
  • Fountains, and vales, and rocks, whose ancient name
  • High deeds have raised to mingle with their fame.
  • Mrs. Hemans.

  • Not all the blood at Talavera shed,
  • Not all the marvels of Barossa’s fight,
  • Not Albuera lavish of the dead,
  • Have won for Spain her well-asserted right.
  • When shall her olive-branch be free from blight?
  • When shall she breathe her from the blushing toil?
  • How many a doubtful day shall sink in night,
  • Ere the Frank robber turn him from his spoil,
  • And Freedom’s stranger-tree grow native of the soil!
  • Byron.