Spanish fiction -- Translations into English; Spanish poetry -- Translations into English
THYRSIS.
My faith broke through the net that death had spread;
To this pass have I come that I no more
Envy the highest and the richest store
Of happiness that man hath merited.
I saw thee, and this bliss was straightway born,
Fair Phyllis, unto whom fate gave for dower
To turn to good that which was bad before,
And win to laughter him who once did mourn.
E'en as the felon, when he doth espy
The royal face, the rigour of the law
Escapes--this ordinance is true indeed--
E'en so doth death before thy presence fly,
Oh fairest of the fair, harm doth withdraw,
And leaveth life and fortune in its stead.
As Thyrsis finished, all the instruments of the shepherds made such
pleasing music that it gave great joy to any who heard it, being
further aided from among the dense branches by a thousand kinds of
painted birds, which seemed as in chorus to give them back reply with
divine harmony. In this way they had gone on a stretch, when they came
to an ancient hermitage standing on the slope of a hillock, not so far
from the road but that they could hear the sound of a harp which some
one, it seemed, was playing within. Erastro, hearing this, said:
'Stop, shepherds, for, as I think, we shall hear to-day what I have
wished to hear for days, namely, the voice of a graceful youth, who,
some twelve or fourteen days ago, came to spend within yon hermitage
a life harder than it seems to me his few years can bear. Sometimes
when I have passed this way, I have heard a harp being played and a
voice sounding, so sweet that it has filled me with the keenest desire
to listen to it; but I have always come at the moment he stayed his
song; and though by speaking to him I have managed to become his
friend, offering to his service all within my means and power, I have
never been able to prevail with him to disclose to me who he is, and
the causes which have moved him to come so young and settle in such
solitude and retirement.'
What Erastro said about the young hermit, newly come there, filled
the shepherds with the same desire of knowing him as he had; and so
they agreed to approach the hermitage in such a way that without being
perceived they might be able to hear what he sang, before they came
to speak to him, and on doing this, they succeeded so well that they
placed themselves in a spot where, without being seen or perceived,
they heard him who was within uttering to the sound of his harp, verses
such as these:
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