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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
Greece and Turkey in Europe: Vol. XIX. 1876–79.

Greece: Lepanto

The Song of Lepanto

By Luis de Góngora (1561–1627)

Translated by Edward Churton

LO! the Paynim’s pride is broken,

Torn and shattered, wings and van,

Where we closed, with fiery gun-decks,

Plank to plank, and man to man.

Where is now vain Uluc-Ali?

Fled to sea in shame and fear:

And the Pasha’s head, grim ensign,

Frowns on Spain’s avenging spear.

Slaves are free, who toiled in galleys:—

Pitying God, thy grace alone

Saved them by the threefold succors

In the bond of truth made one.

Victory! let the shout in thunder

Roll afar to seas and sky;

Memory waft it on, and Glory

Wake her trump with “Victory.”

Glory waits on thy returning,

John of Austria, to the sound

Of the cannon’s voice, and clarions,

Heard these sea-girt isles around,

Where all fiery red with slaughter

Breaks the bubbling foam and spray;

Smouldering spars and turbans floating

Crowd each cove and inland bay.

Victory speak each blazing beacon,

Victory speak each booming gun!

Victory speak each rock and headland

By the Christian victors won!

Victory! let the shout in thunder

Roll afar to seas and sky;

Memory waft it on, and Glory

Wake her trump with “Victory.”