By Luis de Gongora
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Of beauties she was the summit and also one of the cruellest, a true child of the desert that breeds the most venomous serpents. When I looked at her it seemed the sun was shining there, and every ray of that sun was streaming from her hair. We grew up side by side, and Love in our childhood days wounded both our hearts but in quite different ways. His golden arrow forged in my heart tender snares; liberties and disdain his leaden one in hers. ” 12. [To Córdoba] To Córdoba O lofty wall, O towers nobly crowned with honor and majesty, with grace and daring, O mighty river, great Andalusian king, with sands that are noble, even if not gold-bearing!
Flutes for whistles, and whistles for ﬂutes. In the village one poor boy because he stole just a single egg is dancing in the air; the author of a hundred crimes is strolling in the sun. Flutes for whistles, and whistles for ﬂutes. 5. [O shining stream] O shining stream, O you who grace the liquid world with ﬂowing silver, whose waters through the meadows wander with pleasing sound, unhurrying pace, since she for whom I burn, I freeze, looks and presents for Love to seek the snow and scarlet of her cheek mirrored on your smooth surface, please watch how you go; hold tight the reins and regulate with crystal bit the restless steeds of your swift current; for it’s not right that in disarray her beauty should go down to meet the great Lord of the dripping trident.
Doña Alda would have said more, but she put a sock in it, when Montesinos’s left-handed page came in without knocking. 7. [Now while to match your hair . . ] Now while to match your hair bright gold must know it seeks in vain to mirror the sun’s rays, and while amid the ﬁelds with envious gaze the lily regards the whiteness of your brow; and while on each red lip attend more eyes than wait on the carnation, as if intent on plucking it, and while your graceful neck outdoes bright crystal with disdainful ease, enjoy them all, neck, hair, lip, and brow, before the gold and lily of your heyday, the red carnation, crystal brightly gleaming, are changed to silver and withered violet, and you and they together must revert to earth, to smoke, to dust, to shadow, to nothing.