When my neighbour has sinned, old Christoval said,
I have ever forgiven his sin.
For I thought of the night by St. Andrew’s Church,
And remembered what I might have been.
Southey’s “Letters from Spain and Portugal.”
“I HAD, I FOUND, BEEN RUNNING ROUND AND ROUND THE CHURCH ALL NIGHT.”
The Wedding Night.
Before Isidro’s holy shrine
Hernando knelt and pray’d,