Spanish fiction -- Translations into English; Spanish poetry -- Translations into English
"If I had thought, Lisandro, that your great daring had sprung from
my lack of modesty, I would have carried out on myself the punishment
that your fault deserves; but as what I know of myself makes me sure
on this point, I have come to the conclusion that your great boldness
has proceeded more from idle thoughts, than from thoughts of love; and
though they may be as you say, think not that you can move me to cure
them, as you did Silvia to believe them. I complain more of her for
having made me answer you, than of you who dared to write to me, for
silence had been fit answer to your folly. If you draw back from your
purpose, you will act wisely, for I would have you know that I deem my
honour of more account than your empty thoughts."
This was Leonida's reply, which, together with the hopes that Silvia
gave me, though it seemed somewhat harsh, made me count myself the
happiest man on earth. Whilst these matters were passing between
us, Crisalvo did not neglect to woo Silvia with countless messages,
gifts and services; but so hard and severe was Crisalvo's disposition
that he could never move Silvia to grant him the smallest favour.
Whereat he was as desperate and impatient as a bull when speared and
vanquished. For the sake of his love he had formed a friendship with
the cunning Carino, Silvia's kinsman, though these two had first been
mortal enemies, for in a wrestling-bout, which on a great feast-day
the deftest swains of the place held before all the village, Carino
was vanquished by Crisalvo, and mauled: so that he conceived in his
heart undying hatred for Crisalvo, and no less was the hatred he felt
against another person, a brother of mine, for having thwarted him
in a love-affair, in which my brother carried off the fruit Carino
hoped for. This rancour and ill-will Carino kept secret till time
disclosed to him the opportunity when he might avenge himself on both
at once, in the cruellest way imaginable. I kept friends with him,
so that admission to Silvia's house might not be denied me; Crisalvo
adored him, so that he might further his designs with Silvia; and his
friendship was such that whenever Leonida came to Silvia's house,
Carino accompanied her: wherefore it seemed good to Silvia to tell
him, since he was my friend, of my love-affair with Leonida, which was
by this time prospering with such ardour and good fortune, through
Silvia's good offices, that we now awaited but the time and place to
cull the honourable fruit of our pure desires. On hearing of this,
Carino used me as an instrument to commit the greatest treason in
the world. For one day (feigning to be true to Crisalvo, and giving
him to understand that he rated his friendship higher than his
kinswoman's honour), he told him that the chief reason why Silvia did
not love or favour him, was that she was in love with me; he knew
it unmistakably, and our love-affair was going on so openly that if
he had not been blinded by his amorous passion he would by now have
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