Spanish fiction -- Translations into English; Spanish poetry -- Translations into English
in the temple were ended and the ceremonies due performed, well-nigh
most of the people of the hamlet came together in a broad square
before the temple, beneath the shade of four ancient leafy poplars
which were therein, and all forming a circle, left a space for the
youths from near and far to disport themselves in honour of the
festival in various pastoral games. Straightway on the instant a goodly
number of fit and lusty shepherds showed themselves in the square,
and giving joyous tokens of their youth and skill, began a thousand
graceful games. Now they tossed the heavy caber, now they showed the
lightness of their supple limbs in unwonted leaps, now they revealed
their great strength and dexterous craft in complicated wrestling
bouts, now they proved the swiftness of their feet in long races, each
one striving so to acquit himself in all that he might win the first
prize out of the many the chief men of the village had offered for the
best who should excel in such sports; but in these I have mentioned,
and in many others which I pass by so as not to be tedious, none of
all the neighbours or men of the district present achieved as much
as my Artidoro, who chose by his presence to honour and gladden our
festival, and to carry off the highest honour and prize in all the
games that were held. Such, shepherdesses, was his skill and spirit,
so great the praises all gave him, that I grew proud, and an unwonted
joy revelled in my breast at the mere reflection that I had known to
fill my thoughts so well. But despite this it gave me very great grief
that Artidoro, being a stranger, would have soon to depart from our
village; and, if he went away without at least knowing what he took
from me--that is, my soul--what a life would be mine in his absence, or
how could I forget my sorrow, at least by lamenting, since I had no one
to complain of save myself? Whilst I was occupied with these fancies,
the festival and rejoicing ended; and when Artidoro would have taken
leave of the shepherds, his friends, they all joined in asking him to
spend with them the eight remaining days of the festival, if nothing
more pleasing prevented it. "Nothing can give me greater pleasure,
kind shepherds," replied Artidoro, "than to serve you in this and all
else that your wish may be; for although it was my wish now to go and
seek a brother of mine, who has for a few days been missing from our
village, I will fulfil your desire, since it is I who gain thereby."
All thanked him greatly, and were pleased at his remaining; but I was
more so, thinking that in those eight days an opportunity could not
fail to present itself to me, when I might reveal to him what I could
no longer conceal. We spent nearly all that night in dances and games,
and in telling one another the feats we had seen the shepherds perform
that day, saying: "Such a one danced better than such a one, though
so and so knew more turns than so and so; Mingo threw Bras, but Bras
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