THE WOMAN WHO SUCH DREAMS CAN DREAM.
"La muger que tal sueño sueña."
THE woman who such dreams can dream,
Kicks, and sticks, and stripes for her!
The woman who has check'd the glow
Of honest passion in the breast;
The woman who will not bestow
Her hand on him who loves her best; The woman who can harshly deem
Of him who is her worshipper;
The woman who such dreams can dream,
Kicks, and sticks, and stripes for her!
The woman, whose fond husband brings
His smiling love from day to day;
Who, in her reckless folly, flings
That light of tenderness away,
And calls upon some distant beam,
Or wandering meteor, to confer
Its radiance ;-who such dreams can dream,
Kicks, and sticks, and stripes for her!
The woman who can plot and plan
Her own disgrace, her husband's shame,
And, reckless, infamize and ban
A life unstain'd-a virtuous fame;
Who's pleased to be impure, yet seem
Chaste as the snow-as chaste as fair; The woman who such dreams can dream, Kicks, and sticks, and stripes for her!
Fernandez, vol. xvii. p. 166.
"Romerico tu que vienes."
O ROSEMARY branch! my fair was wont
To wander near thy flowery way,
O give me news of her, my fair!
And bright the sun shall shine upon thee,
And all Heaven's blessings shall be on thee;
For since she left me mourning here,
I've nought to comfort, nought to cheer,
But in a darksome valley stray:-
O give me news of her, I pray!
But, when I left thee first, I thought
To escape from this heart-shivering ill;
But absence brought it nearer still,
With bitterer, fiercer sufferings brought.
The hopes I loved are fled to nought;
No more they light or cheer my way.
O give me news of her, I pray !
I, a sad luckless one, amı lost;
I, once the gayest of the gay,
Whose life was gladness every day,
Am chill'd by sorrow's misty frost;
And memory's broken wrecks are tost
On death's dark ocean-waves astray.
O, give me news of her, I pray.
Glosa del Romance de Don Tristan,
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