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Stanzas

Supposed to have been addressed by the Spirit of Camoens to the Portuguese nation on the occasion of their celebrating the Tercentenary of his death, when his bones and those of Vasco da Gama were finally transferred to the Convent Church of San Jeronymo-10th June 1880.

I

SAW, though all unseen, the solemn train

That spread in coloured grandeur o'er the breast

Of Tagus, carrying to their final rest

My bones and his, our hero of the main.

And Tagides

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were there, and ah! once more

It seemed to me that I could sound a strain
Among my countrymen : but that was vain,
Only my bones were lying by the shore.

Oh! Lusitania, still my native land,

Though now three hundred years ago I died,
Oh! bear in constant mind the strength and pride
Of ours, who owned the patriot's heart and hand.

These have I sung, and all that could inspire
Remembrance of our never numerous band,
But always mighty heart, steeled to withstand
The ocean's storms, the foeman's sword and fire.

* Nymphs of Tagus.

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