ALONSO DE BONILLA. LET'S HOLD SWEET CONVERSE. "Quieres hoy conversacion." "LET's hold sweet converse ere we part, With thee, the husband of my heart." Fill the pure shrine with praise and prayer." "But if, when dawns the vesper hour, I should be absent" "Nay, my soul! Lose not the holy, hallowing power Of evening's serene control.” "I'll come ;—that hour shall not depart Without thy smile who hold'st my heart!" "I'll in the garden wait for thee." "When ?" "At the sacred vesper-bell." "Yes! come, O come !-my breast shall be A garden of fair flowers for thee, Where thou the fairest flowers shalt cull." M "And wilt thou give a flower to me?" If thou wilt trust and love me too." "Yes! I will trust and love thee well ;” "I'll in the garden wait for thee.” "When?" "At the sacred vesper-bell." Pensamientos peregrinos, Baeza, 1614, p. 117. FRANCISCO DE BORJA, PRINCE OF ESQUILACHE. SILVIA'S SMILE. "Si alegres y risueñas." WHEN bright and gay the waters roll 'Midst shining pearls, they take, my soul! When morning from its dusky bed Ere yet he wears his tints of red, He looks to see if thou art nigh, To offer thee a diadem Of every ruby,-every gem. When spring leads on the joyous sun, A nobler lustre,-when the dun And gives his better smiles to May, There are some idle bards who dream Tyrants there are:-but when they slay The Aurora, on the mountain's brow, But thou canst smile, and yet destroy: A radiant throne of love and joy, Which is, but cruel mockery. That smile, which such fair dimples wears, Is for my thoughts a fount of tears, Obras en verso, Amberes, 1663, p. 288. WHITHER IS SHE GOING? "La Zagala mas bella de nuestro lugar." WHITHER is she going?-whither is she going? Sweetest maid of sweetest maidens,-she, our village pride, Fresher than the day-break,-lighter than the day,— Whither is she going? O she is gone to the greenest meadow's side, Where the sweet flow'rets are growing. She gathers and she scatters sweet flow'rets on her way: Look! how the flow'rets are blowing. "Tis the day of Saint John,-th' Evangelist's day,Whither is she going? Romancero, Zaragoza, 1651, p. 503. |