Spanish fiction -- Translations into English; Spanish poetry -- Translations into English
Other troubles will begin,
Countless heartaches will annoy,
When I see what giveth joy
To my husband and his kin;
Yet the fear I apprehend
And my fortune pictureth,
Will be ended soon by death,
Which doth all our sorrows end.
Galatea sang no more, for the tears she was shedding hindered her
voice, and even the satisfaction in all those who had been listening to
her, for they straightway knew clearly what they were dimly imagining
concerning Galatea's marriage with the Lusitanian shepherd, and how
much it was being brought about against her will. But he whom her tears
and sighs moved most to pity was Elicio, for he would have given his
life to remedy them, had their remedy depended thereon; but making use
of his discretion, his face dissembling the grief his soul was feeling,
he and Damon went up to where the shepherdesses were, whom they
courteously greeted, and with no less courtesy were received by them.
Galatea straightway asked Damon for her father, and he replied to her
that he was staying in Silerio's hermitage, in the company of Timbrio
and Nisida, and of all the other shepherds who accompanied Timbrio,
and he likewise gave her an account of the recognition of Silerio and
Timbrio, and of the loves of Darinto and Blanca, Nisida's sister, with
all the details Timbrio had related of what had happened to him in the
course of his love, whereon Galatea said:
'Happy Timbrio and happy Nisida, since the unrest suffered until now
has ended in such felicity, wherewith you will set in oblivion the past
disasters! nay, it will serve to increase your glory, since it is a
saying that the memory of past calamities adds to the happiness that
comes from present joys. But woe for the hapless soul, that sees itself
brought to the pass of recalling lost bliss, and with fear of the ill
that is to come; without seeing nor finding remedy, nor any means to
check the misfortune which is threatening it, since griefs distress the
more the more they are feared!'
'You speak truth, fair Galatea,' said Damon, 'for there is no doubt
that the sudden and unexpected grief that comes, does not distress so
much, though it alarms, as that which threatens during long lapse of
time, and closes up all the ways of remedy. But nevertheless I say,
Galatea, that Heaven does not send evils so much without alloy, as to
take away their remedy altogether, especially when it lets us see them
coming first, for it seems that then it wishes to give an opportunity
for the working of our reason, in order that it may exercise and busy
itself in tempering or turning aside the misfortunes about to come,
and often it contents itself with distressing us by merely keeping our
minds busied with some specious fear without the accomplishment of the
dreaded evil being reached; and though it should be reached, so long as
life does not end, no one should despair of the remedy for any evil he
may suffer.'
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