Studies In Folk-song And Popular Poetry

An Extensive Investigation Into The Sources And Inspiration Of National Folk Song

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nando, heir to the throne of Portugal, who was captured by the Moors in 1438.
Adventured in a Moorish land,
A paladin, heartstrong and brave, Fell into Miramolin's hands,
To serve him as a captive slave.
The Moorish king a daughter had,
More white and fair than jasmine flower.
Her eyes with sparkling light were glad, And youth and bloom her beauty's dower.
To Safim as she looked one day
Celima saw the captive knight, With pensive gaze turned far away,
And sadness in his empty sight.
The touch she felt within her heart
She sought with shamefaced care to hide,
None guessed the wound that gave the smart, Or heard her weeping when she cried.
Since then her pastimes had no zest,
Nor could she even peace regain, The longing love that filled her breast
Grew every day a deeper pain.
Upon the terrace hours and hours She sat and watched the slave below
Dig at his task among the flowers, In summer sunshine's burning glow.
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