Declaration of War by Spain

Is haughty Spain again in arms ?
What honest flame her bosom warms ?

Rise thou who tookest once thy stand
On gloomy Calpe's subject strand,
And while the lightning of the brave
Cast a dire splendour o'er the wave,
Didst see destruction at their side
From billow upon billow stride.
In clouds the thundering demon came,
Clouds were without, within was flame ;
Dismay cried, "where is Gades' shore?"
And scream'd and hurried swift before.
While Britons rais'd their prostrate foes
From shatter'd wrecks of blasted prows.
Leaving for thee her Paphian domes.
The Goddess of Lucretius comes !
Pours upon thee her heavenly light.
Arms thee with all her Marsis might,
And tempers with eternal fire
For thee Ausonia's golden lyre.