JOSÈ ZORRILLA.
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ORIENTAL ROMANCE,—BOABDIL.
Lady of the dark head-dress,
And monkish vest of purple hue,
Gladly would Boabdil give
Granada for a kiss of you.
He would give the best adventure
Of the bravest horseman tried,
And with all its verdant freshness
A whole bank of Darro's tide.
He would give rich carpets, perfumes,
Armours of rare price and force,
And so much he values you,
A troop, ay, of his favourite horse.
"Because thine eyes are beautiful,
Because the morning's blushing light
From them arises to the East,
And gilds the whole world bright.
"From thy lips smiles are flowing,
From thy tongue gentle peace,
Light and aërial as the course
Of the purple morning's breeze.
