"Dream of God at midnight dim,
And by day you'll follow Him."
The next section of this Complete Guide is given over to snatches of love-song, which Andalusian children know by heart. These five are fairly representative:—
"Mine is a lover well worth the loving.
Under my balcony he cries:
'You have maddened me with your grace of moving,
And the beaming of your soft black eyes.'"
"Though thou go to the highest heaven,
And God's hand draw thee near,
The saints will not love thee half so well