And art thou she who long ago, when evening veiled the sky,

Didst say to me with tender smile from the lofty balcony,

'Zaide, I am thine own, thine own, thine own I still shall be,

And thou the darling of my soul art life itself to me'?"


GUHALA'S LOVE

The bravest youth that e'er drew rein

Upon Granada's flowery plain,

A courteous knight, of gentle heart,

Accomplished in the jouster's art;