SONNET

Your Spirit, acclaiming the surrender,
Horrors denied of the campaign,
That to make this feat more yours,
Assault ladder was your breath.

From the French overshadowing the burning,
More lucient laurels you gave to Spain,
Well, in the union of such a heroic fury
The immortal you linked in the bloody.

Accomplice was your steel of your death,
Because less impulse with your life,
Of cypress the garland did not rule.

If in the bloody fight more is noticed,
Well, your courage passed in each wound
The faithful chest for the enemy back.