Spanish fiction -- Translations into English; Spanish poetry -- Translations into English
Yes, it flies, and from my pain
With it takes away content,
And the keys of this my chain
For my greater punishment
In my enemy's power remain;
Far it rises to a height
Where 'twill soon be seen no more,
Far it flies, so swift and light
That it is not in my power
_With desire to check its flight_.
Francenio having recited his gloss, Lauso began his, which was as
follows:
In the hour I saw thee first,
As I viewed thy beauty rare,
Straightway did I fear and thirst;
Yet at last I did so fear,
That I was with fear accursed;
Feeble confidence straightway,
When I see thee, leads astray,
With it comes a coward's fear.
Lest they should remain so near,
_Hope doth fly and will not stay_.
Though it leaves me and doth go
With so wondrous a career,
Soon a miracle will show
That the end of life is near,
But with love it is not so.
I am in a hopeless plight,
Yet that I his trophy might
Win, who loves but knows not why,
Though I could, I would not try
_With desire to check its flight_.
As Lauso ceased reciting his gloss, Arsindo said:
'Here you see declared, famous Damon and Thyrsis, the cause of the
contest between these shepherds; it only remains now that you should
give the garland to him whom you should decide to deserve it with
better right; for Lauso and Francenio are such friends, and your award
will be so just that, what shall be decided by you, they will count as
right.'
'Do not think, Arsindo,' replied Thyrsis, 'that, though our intellects
were of the quality you imagine them to be, the difference, if there
be any, between these discreet glosses can or ought to be decided
with such haste. What I can say of them, and what Damon will not seek
to contradict, is that both are equally good, and that the garland
should be given to the shepherdess who was the cause of so curious and
praiseworthy a contest; and, if you are satisfied with this judgment,
reward us for it by honouring the nuptials of our friend Daranio,
gladdening them with your pleasing songs, and giving lustre to them by
your honourable presence.'
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