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“What might of city could perchance endure prowess which proud Lisbóa might not bear? Who mote resist the powers dure and dour of men, whose Fame from earth invadeth air?
Now yield obedience all Estremadure, Obidos, Torres Vedras, Alemquer, where softly plash the music-murmuring waves, ’mid rocks and reefs whose feet the torrent laves.