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song and legend from the middle ages-第11部分

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〃I pray you be consenting; my gladness will be great; You shall have lands in plenty; to strengthen your estate。〃 〃Lord King〃; Rodrigo answers; 〃in this and all beside; Command; and I'll obey you。 The girl shall be my bride。〃

But when the fair Ximena came forth to plight her hand; Rodrigo; gazing on her; his face could not command: He stood and blushed before her;thus at the last said he 〃I slew thy sire; Ximena; but not in villany:…

〃In no disguise I slew him; man against man I stood; There was some wrong between us* and I did shed his blood。 I slew a man; I owe a man; fair lady; by God's grace; An honoured husband thou shalt have in thy dead father's place。〃

'1' See the account of this quarrel; 〃Non es de Sessudos Homes。〃

Tr。 by Lockhart。


BAVIECA。

The favorite warrior horse of the Cid。 There are several more ballads devoted to this charger。

The King looked on him kindly; as on a vassal true; Then to the King Ruy Diaz spake after reverence due; 〃O King; the thing is shameful; that any man beside The liege lord of Castile himself should Bavieca ride:

〃For neither Spain or Araby could another charger bring So good as he; and certes; the best befits my King。 But that you may behold him; and know him to the core; I'll make him go as he was wont when his nostrils smelt the Moor。〃

With that; the Cid; clad as he was in mantle furred and wide; On Bavieca vaulting; put the rowel in his side; And up and down; and round and round; so fierce was his career; Streamed like a pennon on the wind Ruy Diaz' minivere。

And all that saw them praised themthey lauded man and horse; As matched well; and rivalless for gallantry and force Ne'er had they looked on horseman might to this knight come near; Nor on other charger worthy of such a cavalier。

Thus; to and fro a…rushing; the fierce and furious steed; He snapt in twain his hither rein:〃God pity now the Cid。〃 〃God pity Diaz;〃 cried the Lords;but when they looked again; They saw Ruy Diaz ruling him; with the fragment of his rein; They saw him proudly ruling with gesture firm and calm; Like a true lord commandingand obeyed as by a lamb。

And so he led him foaming and panting to the King; But 〃No;〃 said Don Alphonso; 〃it were a shameful thing That peerless Bavieca should ever be bestrid By any mortal but BivarMount; mount again; my Cid。〃

Tr。 by Lockhart。


FROM THE POEM OF THE CID。

The Cid has been banished by King Alphonso; has entered the Moors; country and taken a city。 The Moors rally; gather their allies and surround the Cid's army。 He turns to consult with his men。

〃From water they have out us off; our bread is running low; If we would steal away by night; they will not let us go; Against us there are fearful odds if we make choice to fight; What would ye do now gentlemen; in this our present plight?〃 Minaya was the first to speak: said the stout cavalier; 〃Forth from Castile the gentle thrust; we are but exiles here; Unless we grapple with the Moor bread he will never yield; A good six hundred men or more we have to take the field; In God's name let us falter not; nor countenance delay; But sally forth and strike a blow upon to…morrow's day。〃   〃Like thee the counsel;〃 said my Cid; 〃thou speakest to my mind; And ready to support thy word thy hand we ever find。〃 Then all the Moors that bide within the walls he bids to go Forth from the gates; lest they; perchance; his purpose come to know In making their defences good they spend the day and night; And at the rising of the sun they arm them for the fight。 Then said the Cid: 〃Let all go forth; all that are in our band; Save only two of those on foot; beside the gate to stand。 Here they will bury us if death we meet on yonder plain; But if we win our battle there; rich booty we shall gain。 And thou Pero Bermuez; this my standard thou shalt hold; It is a trust that fits thee well; for thou art stout and bold; But see that thou advance it not unless I give command。〃 Bermuez took the standard and he kissed the Champion's hand。 Then bursting through the castle gates upon the plain they is how; Back on their lines in panic fall the watchmen of the foe。 And hurrying to and fro the Moors are arming all around; While Moorish drums go rolling like to split the very ground; And in hot haste they mass their troops behind their standards twain; Two mighty bands of men…at…arms to count them it were vain。 And now their line comes sweeping on; advancing to the fray; Sure of my Cid and all his band to make an easy prey。   〃Now steady; comrades〃' said my Cid; 〃our ground we have to stand; Let no man stir beyond the ranks until I give command。〃 Bermuez fretted at the word; delay he could not brook; He spurred his charger to the front; aloft the banner shook: 〃O loyal Cid Campeador; God give the aid! I go To plant thy ensign in among the thickest of the foe; And ye who serve it; be it yours our standard to restore。〃 〃Not soas thou dost love me; stay!〃 called the Campeador。 Came Pero's answer; 〃Their attack I cannot; will not stay。〃 He gave his horse the spur and dashed against the Moors array。 To win the standard eager all the Moors await the shock; Amid a rain of blows he stands unshaken as a rock。 Then cried my Cid: 〃In charity; on to the rescueho!〃 With bucklers braced before their breasts; with lances pointing low; With stooping crests and heads bent down above the saddle bow; All firm of hand and high of heart they roll upon the foe。 And he that in a good hour was born; his clarion voice rings out; And clear above the clang of arms is heard his battle shout; 〃Among them; gentlemen! Strike home for the love of charity! The Champion of Bivar is hereRuy DiazI am he!〃 Then bearing where Bermuez still maintains unequal fight; Three hundred lances down they come; their pennons flickering white; Down go three hundred Moors to earth; a man to every blow; And when they wheel three hundred more; as wheeling back they go。 It was a sight to see the lances rise and fall that day; The shivered shields and riven mail; to see how thick they lay; The pennons that went in snow…white come out a gory red; The horses running riderless; the riders lying dead; While Moors call on Mohammed; and 〃St。 James!〃 the Christians cry; And sixty score of Moors and more in narrow compass lie。 Above his gilded saddle…bow there played the Champion's sword; And Minaya Alvar Fanez; Zurita's gallant lord; Add Martin Antolinez the worthy Burgalese; And Muno Gustioz his squireall to the front were these。 And there was Martin Mufloz; he who ruled in Mont Mayor; And there was Alvar Alvarez; and Alvar Salvador; And the good Galin Garcia; stout lance of Arragon; And Felix Mufloz; nephew of my Cid the Champion。 Well did they quit themselves that day; all these and many more; In rescue of the standard for my Cid Campeador。

Tr。 by Ormsby。


THE BATTLE WITH KING BUCAR OF MOROCCO; AT VALENCIA。

Loud from among the Moorish tents the call to battle comes; And some there are; unused to war; awed by the rolling drums。 Ferrando and Diego most: of troubled mind are they; Not of their will they find themselves before the Moors that day。 〃Pero Burmuez;〃 said the Cid; 〃my nephew staunch and true; Ferrando and Diego do I give in charge to you; Be yours the task in this day's fight my sons…in…law to shield; For; by God's grace to…day we sweep the Moors from off the field!〃 〃Nay;〃 said Bermuez; 〃Cid; for all the love I bear to thee; The safety of thy sons…in…law no charge of mine shall be。 Let him who will the office fill; my place is at the front; Among the comrades of my choice to bear the battle's brunt; As it is thine upon the rear against surprise to guard; And ready stand to give support where'or the fight goes hard。〃 Came Alvar Fanez: 〃Loyal Cid Campeador;〃 he cried; 〃This battle surely God ordainsHe will be on our side; Now give the order of attack which seems to thee the befit; And; trust me; every man of us will do his chief's behest。〃 But lo! all armed from head to heel the Bishop Jeronie shows; He ever brings good fortune to my Cid where'er he goes。   〃Mass have I said; and now I come to join you in the fray; To strike a blow against the Moor in battle if I may; And in the field win honor for my order and my hand。 It is for this that I am here; far from my native land。 Unto Valencia did I come to cast my lot with you; All for the longing that I had to slay a Moor or two。 And so in warlike guise I come; with blazoned shield and lance; That I may flesh my blade to…day; if God but give the chance; Then send me to the front to do the bidding of my heart: Grant me this favor that I ask; or else; my Cid; we part。〃 〃Good!〃 said my Cid。 〃Go; flesh thy blade; there stand thy Moorish foes。 Now shall we see how gallantly our fighting Abbot goes。〃 He said; and straight the Bishop's spurs are in his charger's flanks; And with a will he flings himself against the Moorish ranks。 By his good fortune; and the aid of God; that loved him well; Two of the foe before his point at the first onset fell。 His lance he broke; he drew his swordGod! how the good steel played! Two with the lance he slew; now five go down beneath his blade。 But many are the Moors and round about him fast they close; And on his hauberk; and his shield; they rain a shower of blows。 He in the good hour born beheld Don Jerome sorely pressed; He braced his buckler on his arm; he laid his lance in rest; And aiming where beset by Moors the Bishop stood at bay; Touched Bavieca with the spur and plunged into the fray; And flung to earth unhorsed were seven; and lying dead were four; Where breaking through the Moorish ranks came the Campeador。 God it so pleased; that this should be the finish of the fight; Before the lances of my Cid the fray became a flight; And then to see the tent…ropes burst; the tent…poles prostrate flung! As the Cid's horsemen crashing came the Moorish tents among。 Forth from the camp King Bucar's Moors they drove upon the plain; And charging on the rout; they rode and cut them down amain Here severed lay the mail…clad arm; there lay the steel…capped head; And here the charger riderless; ran trampling on the dead。 Behind King Bucar as he fled my Cid came spurring on; 〃Now; turn thee; Bucar; turn!〃 he cried; 〃here is the Bearded One: Here is that Cid you came to seek; King from beyond the main; Let th
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