in this cold night, the music recommenced, and the whole ended with the national hymn of Spain, with appropriate words. A young Spanish girl, whose voice is celebrated here, was then entreated by those within, and beseeched by those without, to sing alone the hymn composed in honour of C—n, which she naturally felt some hesitation in doing before such an immense audience. However, she consented at last, and in a voice like a clarion, accompanied by the orchestra, sung each verse alone, joined in the chorus by the whole crowd. I give you a copy:
Himno Patriotico que varios Espanoles, Residentes en Mexico, dedican al
Esmo. Sr. Don A—— C—— de la B——, Ministro Plenipotenciario de S. M.
C. en la República, con Motivo de su Llegada a dicha Capital.
Música del Sr. J. N. DE RETES; Palabras del Sr. DN. JUAN COVO.
CORO.
Triunfamos, amigos,
Triunfamos enfin,
Y libre respir
La Patria del Cid.
La augusta Cristina, De Espana embeleso, El mas tierno beso Imprime á Ysabel: Y "Reina," le dice, "No ya sobre esclavos; Sobre Iberos bravos, Sobre un pueblo fiel."
Triunfamos, amigos, etc.
Donde está de Carlos
La perfida hueste?
Un rayo celeste
Polvo la tornó.
Rayo que al malvado
Hundio en el abismo—
Rayo que al Carlismo
Libertad lanzó.
Triunfamos, amigos, etc.
Al bravo Caudillo,
Al bueno, al valiente,
Ciñamos la frente
De mirto y laurel.
Tu diestra animosa,
Heroico guerrero,
Tu diestra, Espartero, Sojuzgó al infiel.
Triunfamos, amigos, etc.
Veranse acatadas
Nuestras santas leyes;
Temblarán los Reyes
De España al poder.
Y el cetro de oprobrio,
Si empuna un tirano,
De su infame mano
Le harémos caer.
Triunfamos, amigos, etc.
Salud á Ysabela, Salud á Cristina, Quel el cielo destina La patria á salvar. Y el libre corone La candida frente De aquella inocente Que juró amparar. Triunfamos, amigos, etc.
Y tu, mensagero
De paz y ventura,
Oye la voz pura
De nuestra lealtad.
Oye los acentos
Que al cielo elevamos,
Oye cual gritamos,
Patria! Libertad!
Triunfamos, amigos, etc.
Tu el simbolo digno
Serás, C—n,
De grata reunion,
De eterna amistad,
Que ya, en ambos mundos,
La insana discordía
Trocóse en concordía
Y fraternidad.
Triunfamos, amigos, etc.
TRANSLATION.
Patriotic Hymn which various Spaniards, resident in Mexico, dedicate to his
Excellency Señor Don A—— C—— de la B——, Minister Plenipotentiary and
Envoy Extraordinary from H. C. M. to the Republic, to celebrate his arrival
in this Capital.
The music by Señor Don J. N. De Retes; the words by Señor Don Juan Covo.
CHORUS.
Let us triumph, my friends,
Let us triumph at length,
And let the country of the Cid
Breathe freely again.
The august Christina,
The ornament of Spain,
Imprinted the most tender kiss
On the cheek of Isabel.
And "Reign," she said to her,
"Not now over slaves,
But over brave Iberians, Over a faithful people!"
Let us triumph, my friends, etc.
Where is the perfidious
Army of Carlos?
A celestial thunderbolt
Has turned it to dust—
A thunderbolt which plunged
The wicked one into the abyss—
A thunderbolt which Liberty Launched against Carlism.
Let us triumph, my friends, etc.
Of the brave chief,
Of the good, the valiant,
Let us gird the forehead
With myrtle and laurel.
Thy brave right hand,
Heroic warrior,
Thy right hand, Espartero, Subdued the disloyal one.
Let us triumph, my friends, etc.
Our holy laws
