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Thou that didst mark from Heircte's spacious hill / The Roman spears, like mist, uprise each morn, / Yet held, with Hesper's shining point of scorn, / Thy sword unsheathed above Panormus still; / Thou that were leagued with nought but thine own will, / Eurythmic vastness to that stronghold torn / From foes above, below, where, though forlorn, / Thou still hadst claws to cling, and beak to kill -- / Eagle of Eryx! -- When the Ægation shoal / Rolled westward all the hopes that Hanno wrecked / With mighty wing, unwearying, didst thou / Seek far beyond the wolf's grim protocol, / Within the Iberian sunset faintly specked / A rock where Punic faith should bide its vow.