Well I know thee, haughty Christian, Long I liv'd beneath thy roof; Oft I've in the lists of glory Well I know thy aged parents, Well thy blooming bride I know Seven years I was thy captive, Seven years of pain and woe. May our prophet grant my wishes, 25 30 35 'Don Alonso en este tiempo 'Bravamente peleava, · Y el cavallo le avian muerto, . Y le tiene por muralla. . 'Mas cargaron tantos Moros Que mal le hieren y tratan : De la sangre, que perdia, 'Don Alonso se desmaya. 'Al fin, al fin cayo muerto 'Al pie de un pena alta. Muerto queda don Alonso, Eterna fama ganara.' Near him fighting great Alonzo Stout resists the Paynim bands; From his slaughter'd steed dismounted Firm intrench'd behind him stands. Furious press the hostile squadron, Furious he repels their rage: Who can war with thousands wage! Where yon rock the plain o'ershadows, Close beneath its foot retir'd, And without a groan expir'd. 50 55 60 **In the Spanish original of the foregoing ballad, follow a few more stanzas, but being of inferior merit were not translated. RENEGADO properly signifies an Apostate; but it is sometimes used to express an Infidel in general; as it seems to do above in ver. 21, &c. The image of the LION, &c. in ver. 37, is taken from the other Spanish copy, the rhymes of which end in 1a, viz. XVII. ALCANZOR AND ZAYDA, A MOORISH TALE, IMITATED FROM THE SPANISH. The foregoing version was rendered as literal as the nature of the two languages would admit. In the following a wider compass hath been taken. The Spanish poem that was chiefly had in view, is preserved in the same history of the Civil wars of Granada, f. 22, and begins with these lines: Por la calle de su dama SOFTLY blow the evening breezes, In yon palace lives fair Zaida, Whom he loves with flame so pure: He a young and noble Moor. Waiting for the appointed minute, Oft he paces to and fro; 10 Stopping now, now moving forwards, Sometimes quick, and sometimes slow. Hope |