Yet Mafra shall one moment claim delay,
Where dwelt of yore the Lusians' queen;
And church and court did mingle their array,
And mass and revel were alternate seen;
Lordlings and freres--ill-sorted fry, I ween!
Where dwelt of yore the Lusians' queen;
And church and court did mingle their array,
And mass and revel were alternate seen;
Lordlings and freres--ill-sorted fry, I ween!
Byron - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage