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Fair Juliana heard his voice where by the Moor she lay,
Even in the Moor's encircling arms she heard what he did say ;
The lady listen'd, and she wept within that guarded place,
While her Moor Lord beside her slept the tears fell on his face.

THE

SONG OF THE GALLEY.

[This is from a song in the Cancionero of Valencia. 1511.

"Galeristas de España
Parad los remos," &c.]

I.

"YE mariners of Spain,

Bend strongly on your oars,

And bring my love again,

For he lies among the Moors.

II.

"Ye galleys fairly built,

Like castles on the sea,

O great will be your guilt,

If ye bring him not to me."

III.

"The wind is blowing strong,

The breeze will aid your oars;

O swiftly fly along,

For he lies among the Moors.

IV.

"The sweet breeze of the sea

Cools every cheek but mine;

Hot is its breath to me,

As I gaze upon the brine.

V.

"Lift up, lift up your sail, And bend upon your oars;

O lose not the fair gale,

For he lies among the Moors.

VI.

"It is a narrow strait,

I see the blue hills over;

Your coming I'll await,

And thank you for my lover.

VII.

"To Mary I will pray,

While ye bend upon your oars;

'Twill be a blessed day,

If ye fetch him from the Moors."

THE

WANDERING KNIGHT'S SONG.

[In the Cancionero of Antwerp, 1555.

Mis arreos son las armas

Mi descanso el pelear.]

I.

"My ornaments are arms,

My pastime is in war,

My bed is cold upon the wold,

My lamp yon star:

II.

"My journeyings are long,

My slumbers short and broken;

From hill to hill I wander still,

Kissing thy token.

III.

"I ride from land to land,

I sail from sea to sea;

Some day more kind I fate may find,

Some night kiss thee."

MINGUILLO.

[From the collection of Juan de Linares, entitled Flor de Enamorados.

"Pues por besarte Minguillo

Me rine mi madre a mi.

Vuelveme presto, carillo

Aquel beso que te di,", &c.]

I.

SINCE for kissing thee, Minguillo,
My mother scolds me all the day,
Let me have it quickly, darling;
Give me back my kiss, I pray.

II.

If we have done aught amiss,

Let's undo it while we may,
Quickly give me back the kiss,

That she may have nought to say.

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