Battle of Lepanto

Ave Maria
Gratia plena
Dominus tecum
Benedicta tu in mulieribus

They have dared the white republics up the capes of Italy
They have dashed the Adriatic 'round the Lion of the Sea
And the Pope has cast his arms abroad for agony and loss
And called the kings of Christendom for swords about the Cross

Confugimus
Sancta Dei Genitrix
Signum Magnum
In hoc signum vinces
Confugimus
Sub tuum praesidium
Guadalupe
In hoc signum vinces

The Pope was in his chapel before day or battle broke
Don Juan of Austria is hidden in the smokе
He sees as in a mirror on the monstrous twilight sea
Thе crescent of his cruel ships whose name is mystery
St. Michael's on his mountain in the sea-roads of the north
Don Juan of Austria is girt and going forth
He shakes his lance of iron and he claps his wings of stone
The noise is gone through Normandy; the noise is gone alone

Confugimus
Sancta Dei Genitrix
Signum Magnum
In hoc signum vinces
Confugimus
Sub tuum praesidium
Guadalupe
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Et benedictus fructus ventris tui Jesus
Sancta Maria
Mater Dei
Ora pro nobis peccatoribus
Nunc et in hora mortis nostrae. Amen

Where, risen from a doubtful seat and half attainted stall
The last knight of Europe taketh weapons from the wall
The last and lingering troubadour to whom the bird has sung
That once went singing southward when all the world was young
In that enormous silence, tiny and unafraid
Comes up along a winding road the noise of the Crusade
Strong gongs groaning as the guns boom far
Now Don Juan of Austria is going to the war

Confugimus
Sancta Dei Genitrix
Signum Magnum
In hoc signum vinces
Confugimus
Sub tuum praesidium
Guadalupe
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Galleys clash, a battle of creeds
Fingers worn now draw forth their beads
Many Aves pierce the sky
Victory shall come from on High

Confugimus
Sancta Dei Genitrix
Signum Magnum
In hoc signum vinces
Confugimus
Sub tuum praesidium
Guadalupe
In hoc signum vinces