正文 POEM: TRANSLATION

From "La Diana de Monte-Mayor," in Spanish: where Sireno, a shepherd, whose mistress Diana had utterly forsaken him, pulling out a little of her hair, ed about with green silk, to the hair he thus bewailed himself.

What ges here, O hair, I see, since I saw you! How ill fits you this green to wear, For hope, the colour due! Indeed, I well did hope, Though hope were mixed with fear, No other shepherd should have scope Oo approach this hair.

Ah hair! how many days My Dian made me show, With thousand pretty childish plays, If I ware you or no: Alas, how oft with tears, - O tears of guileful breast! - She seemed full of jealous fears, Whereat I did but jest.

Tell me, O hair of gold, If I then faulty be, That trust those killing eyes I would, Sihey did warrant me? Have you not seen her mood, What streams of tears she spent, Till that I sware my faith so stood, As her words had it bent?

Who hath such beauty seen Ihat geth so? Or where ones love so stant been, Who ever saw such woe? Ah, hair! are you not grieved To e from whence you be, Seeing how once you saw I lived, To see me as you see?

On sandy bank of late, I saw this woman sit; Where, "Sooner die than ge my state," She with her finger writ: Thus my belief was staid, Behold Loves mighty hand On things were by a woman said, And written in the sand.

The same Sireno in "Monte-Mayor," holding his mistresss glass before her, and looking upon her while she viewed herself, thus sang:- Of this high grace, with bliss joined, No farther debt on me is laid, Sihat in self-same metal ed, Sweet lady, you remain well paid; For if my place give me great pleasure, Having before my natures treasure, In fad eyes unmatched being, You have the same in my hands, seeing What in your face mine eyes do measure.

Nor think the matevenly made, That of those beams in you do tarry, The glass to you but gives a shade, To me mine eyes the true shape carry; For such a thought most highly prized, Which ever hath Loves yoke despised, Better than one captived perceiveth, Though he the lively form receiveth, The other sees it but disguised.

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