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When thronging foemen menace Spain,
She dares the deed and shares the danger;
And should her lover press the plain,
She hurls the spear, her love's avenger.


And when, beneath the evening star,
She mingles in the gay Bolero,[1]
Or sings to her attuned guitar
Of Christian knight or Moorish hero,
Or counts her beads with fairy hand
Beneath the twinkling rays of Hesper,[2]
Or joins Devotion's choral band,
To chaunt the sweet and hallowed vesper;—


In each her charms the heart must move
Of all who venture to behold her;
Then let not maids less fair reprove
Because her bosom is not colder:
Through many a clime 'tis mine to roam
Where many a soft and melting maid is,
But none abroad, and few at home,
May match the dark-eyed Girl of Cadiz.[3]

[First published, 1832.]

  1. [For "Bolero," see Poetical Works, 1898, i. 492, note 1.]
  2. Or tells with light and fairy hand
    Her beads beneath the rays of Hesper.—[MS. M. erased.]

  3. —— the lovely Girl of Cadiz.[MS. M.]