Ancient Poetry and Romances of SpainJohn Bowring |
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art thou bliss Böhl breast breath bright brightest brother Garcia brow Burgos Cancionero de Amberes Cancionero de Linares Cancionero de Valencia chain charms Count Alarcos countess curse dark dear death didst dost dreams dwell dying night eyes fair fair lady fear flocks flow'rets flowers frowns gentle give gloomy glory Granada grief grove heart heaven honour Idem infanta jasmine tree JOHN BOWRING JUAN DEL ENCINA king lady laughing life's light Lisboa Lord love thee love's Madrid maid maiden misery monarch Moorish Moriscos mortal mother mountain mournful ne'er never night nightingales nought o'er Obras pain pass'd peace pity proud Romancero shade shalt sigh Silva de Romances sleep smile song sorrow soul Spain streamlet sweet tears tell thine thither thou art thou wilt thought to-morrow Twas Twere vale VICENTE ESPINEL wake wandering watch'd weep who'll buy youth Zaragoza
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Page 230 - ... his journey bright, Led by an unseen hand through the vast maze of night! See how the pale Moon rolls Her silver wheel; and, scattering beams afar On Earth's benighted souls, See Wisdom's holy star; Or, in his fiery course, the sanguine orb of War; Or that benignant ray Which Love hath called...
Page 229 - ... again, Were only lent or given To be in this mean round of shades and follies driven. Turn your unclouded eye Up to yon bright, to yon eternal spheres; And spurn the vanity Of time's delusive years, And all its flattering hopes, and all its frowning fears.
Page 228 - WHEN yonder glorious sky, Lighted with million lamps, I contemplate, And turn my dazzled eye To this vain mortal state, All dim and visionary, mean and desolate,— A mingled joy and grief Fills all my soul with dark solicitude; I find a short relief In tears, whose .torrents rude Roll down my cheeks, or thoughts which...
Page 316 - Culling the lemons pale : Thither — yes ! thither will I go, To the rosy vale, where the nightingale Sings his song of woe.
Page 174 - How dreary and lone The world would appear, If women were none ! 'Twould be like a fair, With neither fun nor business there.
Page 5 - SLEEP Sleep is no servant of the will; It has caprices of its own; When most pursued, 'tis swiftly gone; When courted least, it lingers still. With its vagaries long perplext, I turned and turned my restless sconce, Till, one fine night, I thought at once I'd master it.
Page 230 - Its glorious streams of light on this low world of ours ! " But who to these can turn, And weigh them 'gainst a weeping world like this, — Nor feel his spirit burn To grasp so sweet a bliss, And mourn that exile hard which here his portion is? " For there, and there alone, Are peace, and joy, and never-dying love, — There, on a splendid throne, Midst all those fires above, In glories and delights which never wane nor ^ove.
Page 211 - nointed kings no wrong can do, No right, such worms as I and you — That's true — that's true! To say a dull and sleepy warden Can guard a many-portal'd garden; That woes which darken many a day One moment's smile can charm away; To say you think that Celia's eye Speaks aught but trick and treachery, That's a lie— that's a lie! That wisdom's bought and virtue sold; And that you can provide with gold For court a garter or a star, And valor fit for peace or war; And purchase knowledge at the UNiversity...
Page 233 - J star of brightest ray, Which this world of darkness guides, Light thy pilgrim on his way, For his soul in thee confides ! Thou art like the fragrant bough Of the beauteous cassia-tree — Like the Orient myrrh art thou, Whose sweet breath is worthy thee. Lady ! when the sufferer mourns...
Page 178 - SECOND. I saw the sun shed tears of blood. THIRD. I saw a God become a man. FOURTH. I saw a man become a God.