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Adieu, fair Cadiz! yea, a long adieu!

Who may forget how well thy walls have stood?

When all were changing thou alone wert true,

First to be free and last to be subdued;102 And if amidst a scene, a shock so rude, Some native blood was seen thy streets to dye, A Traitor only fell beneath the feud:17.B. Here all were noble, save Nobility; None hugged a Conqueror's chain, save fallen Chivalry!