No, I dream not of estrangement, for thy Chico evermore
Thinks upon his Vindaraja's image only to adore."



THE INFANTA SEVILLA AND PERANZUELOS

Upon Toledo's loftiest towers
Sevilla kept the height;
So wondrous fair was she that love
Was blinded at the sight.

She stood amid the battlements,
And gazed upon the scene
Where Tagus runs through woodland
And flowers and glades of green.

And she saw upon the wide highway
The figure of a knight;
He rode upon a dappled steed,
And all his arms were bright.

Seven Moors in chains he led with him,
And one arm's length aloof
Came a dog of a Moor from Morocco's shore
In arms of double proof.

His steed was swift, his countenance
In a warlike scowl was set,
And in his furious rage he cursed