JOSÈ ZORRILLA.
337
"And in the Henil's valley
I have a fortress gray,
To be among a thousand queen
Beneath thy beauty's sway.
"For over all yon winding shore
Extends my wide domain,
Nor Cordova's, nor Seville's lands,
A park like mine contain.
"There towers the lofty palm-tree,
The pomegranate 's glowing there,
And the leafy fig-tree, spreading
O'er hill and valley fair.
"There grows the hardy walnut,
The yellow nopal tall,
And mulberry darkly shading
Beneath the castle wall;
"And elms I have in my arcades
That to the skies aspire,
And singing birds in cages
Of silk, and silver wire.
"And thou shalt my Sultana be,
My halls alone to cheer;
My harem without other fair,
Without sweet songs my ear.
