But for a night of sheer delight
St. John must be preferred.)
On the hills and at cross-roads and in the villages the fires of St. John glow late into the night. The saint himself comes to light them. He comes from the flowered mattos and charnecas, bringing with him a scent of rosemary—
Donde vindes, ó Baptista,
Que cheirais a alecrim?
(Rosemary is spoken of as the king of herbs—
O alecrim, rei das hervas
or,
Das floras que ha no monte