Spanish fiction -- Translations into English; Spanish poetry -- Translations into English
that it agreed with what Silvia had told him, he planned that on the
first night which from the appearance of the day promised to be dark,
Leonida's departure should be effected, offering once more to maintain
all possible secrecy and loyalty. After making this agreement which
you have heard, he went off to Crisalvo, as I have since learnt, and
told him that his kinswoman Silvia had gone so far in her love-affair
with me, that I had determined on a certain night to steal her from
her parents' house, and take her to another village where my kinsmen
dwelt. There an opportunity offered itself to avenge his feelings on
both, on Silvia for the small account she had made of his services, on
me for our long-standing enmity, and for the injury I had done him in
robbing him of Silvia, since she was leaving him on my account alone.
Carino knew how to exaggerate to him, and to say what he wanted, in
such a way as, even with less effort, would have moved to any evil
purpose a heart not so cruel as his. The day being now arrived which
I thought was to be the day of my greatest bliss, after having told
Carino not what he actually did do, but what he was to do, I went off
to the other village to give orders how to receive Leonida. And to
leave her entrusted to Carino was like leaving the innocent lamb in
the power of the hungry wolves, or the gentle dove in the claws of the
fierce hawk, who tears it to pieces. Ah, friend! when I come to this
point with my imagination, I know not how I have strength to sustain
life, nor thought to think of it, much more tongue to tell it! Ah,
ill-advised Lisandro! How did you not know Carino's duplicity? Yet,
who would not have trusted his words, since he risked so little in
proving them true by deeds! Ah, ill-starred Leonida! how little did
I know how to enjoy the favour you did me, in choosing me for your
own! Finally, to end with the tragedy of my misfortune, you must know,
discreet shepherd, that on the night Carino was to take Leonida with
him to the village where I was expecting her, he summoned another
shepherd, called Libeo, who ought to have considered him an enemy,
though Carino concealed it beneath his wonted false dissimulation, and
asked him to accompany him that night, for he was resolved to carry off
a shepherdess, his sweetheart, to the village I have told you, where
he purposed to marry her. Libeo, a man of spirit and a lover himself,
readily offered him his company. Leonida bade farewell to Silvia with
close embraces and loving tears, an omen, as it were, that it was to
be the last farewell. The hapless maid must needs have thought then of
the treason she was committing against her parents; not of that Carino
was planning against her,--and how bad a return she was making for the
good opinion that was held about her in the village. But, passing over
all these thoughts, constrained by the loving thought that vanquished
her, she entrusted herself to the care of Carino, who was to conduct
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