Translation to English: Lines 16-39 (used for Modern\/Old Spanish recordings);\u00a0http:\/\/www.sacred-texts.com\/neu\/cid.htm<\/p>\n
And forth to look upon him did the men and women throng.
\nAnd with their wives the townsmen at the windows stood hard by,
\nAnd they wept in lamentation, their grief was risen so high.
\nAs with one mouth, together they spake with one accord:
\n“God, what a noble vassal, an he had a worthy lord.<\/p>\n
IV Fain had they made him welcome, but none dared do the thing
\nFor fear of Don Alfonso, and the fury of the King.
\nHis mandate unto Burgos came ere tile evening fell.
\nWith utmost care they brought it, and it was sealed well
\n‘That no man to Roy Diaz give shelter now, take heed
\nAnd if one give him shelter, let him know in very deed<\/p>\n
He shall lose his whole possession, nay! the eyes within his head
\nNor shall his soul and body be found in better stead.’<\/p>\n
Great sorrow had the Christians, and from his face they hid.
\nWas none dared aught to utter unto my lord the Cid.<\/p>\n
Then the Campeador departed unto his lodging straight.
\nBut when he was come thither, they had locked and barred the gate.
\nIn their fear of King Alfonso had they done even so.
\nAn the Cid forced not his entrance, neither for weal nor woe
\nDurst they open it unto him. Loudly his men did call.
\nNothing thereto in answer said the folk within the hall.
\nMy lord the Cid spurred onward, to the doorway did he go.
\nHe drew his foot from the stirrup, he smote the door one blow.
\nYet the door would not open, for they lied barred it fast.<\/p>\n
Translation to English: Lines 15-225 (used\u00a0for analysis of 12 words); http:\/\/www.sacred-texts.com\/neu\/cid.htm
\nIII Roy Diaz entered Burgos with sixty pennons strong,
\nAnd forth to look upon him did the men and women throng.
\nAnd with their wives the townsmen at the windows stood hard by,
\nAnd they wept in lamentation, their grief was risen so high.
\nAs with one mouth, together they spake with one accord:
\n“God, what a noble vassal, an he had a worthy lord.<\/p>\n
IV Fain had they made him welcome, but none dared do the thing
\nFor fear of Don Alfonso, and the fury of the King.
\nHis mandate unto Burgos came ere tile evening fell.
\nWith utmost care they brought it, and it was sealed well
\n‘That no man to Roy Diaz give shelter now, take heed
\nAnd if one give him shelter, let him know in very deed<\/p>\n
He shall lose his whole possession, nay! the eyes within his head
\nNor shall his soul and body be found in better stead.’<\/p>\n
Great sorrow had the Christians, and from his face they hid.
\nWas none dared aught to utter unto my lord the Cid.<\/p>\n
Then the Campeador departed unto his lodging straight.
\nBut when he was come thither, they had locked and barred the gate.
\nIn their fear of King Alfonso had they done even so.
\nAn the Cid forced not his entrance, neither for weal nor woe
\nDurst they open it unto him. Loudly his men did call.
\nNothing thereto in answer said the folk within the hall.
\nMy lord the Cid spurred onward, to the doorway did he go.
\nHe drew his foot from the stirrup, he smote the door one blow.
\nYet the door would not open, for they lied barred it fast.
\nBut a maiden of nine summers came unto him at last:
\n“Campeador in happy hour thou girdedst on the sword.
\n‘This the King’s will. Yestereven came tile mandate of our lord.
\nWith utmost care they brought it, and it was sealed with care:
\nNone to ope to you or greet you for any cause shall dare.
\nAnd if we do, we forfeit houses and lands instead.
\nNay we shall lose, moreover, the eyes within the head
\nAnd, Cid, with our misfortune, naught whatever cost thou gain.
\nBut may God with all his power support thee in thy pain.”<\/p>\n
So spake the child and turned away. Unto her home went she.
\nThat he lacked the King’s favor now well the Cid might see.
\nHe left the door; forth onward he spurred through Burgos town.
\nWhen he had reached Saint Mary’s, then he got swiftly down<\/p>\n
He fell upon his knee and prayed with a true heart indeed:
\nand when the prayer was over, he mounted on the steed.
\nNorth from the gate and over the Arlanzon he went.
\nHere in the sand by Burgos, the Cid let pitch his tent.
\nRoy Diaz, who in happy hour had girded on the brand,
\nSince none at home would greet him, encamped there on the sand.
\nWith a good squadron, camping as if within the wood.
\nThey will not let him in Burgos buy any kind of food.
\nProvender for a single day they dared not to him sell.<\/p>\n
V Good Martin Antolinez in Burgos that did dwell
\nTo the Cid and to his henchmen much wine and bread gave o’er,
\nThat he bought not, but brought with him — of everything good store.<\/p>\n
Content was the great Campeador, and his men were of good cheer
\nSpake Martin Antolinez. His counsel you shall hear.
\n“In happy hour, Cid Campeador, most surely west thou born.
\nTonight here let us tarry, but let us flee at morn,
\nFor someone will denounce me, that thy service I have done.
\nIn the danger of Alfonso I certainly shall run.
\nLate or soon, if I ‘scape with thee the King must seek me forth
\nFor friendship’s sake; if not, my wealth, a fig it is not worth.<\/p>\n
VI Then said the Cid, who in good hour had girded on the steel: ”
\nOh Martin Antolinez, thou art a good lance and leal.
\nAnd if I live, hereafter I shall pay thee double rent,
\nBut gone is all my silver, and all my gold is spent.
\nAnd well enough thou seest that I bring naught with me
\nAnd many things are needful for my good company.
\nSince by favor I win nothing by might then must I gain.
\nI desire by thy counsel to get ready coffers twain.<\/p>\n
With the sand let us fill them, to lift a burden sore,
\nAnd cover them with stamped leather with nails well studded<\/p>\n
VII Ruddy shall be the leather, well gilded every nail.
\nIn my behalf do thou hasten to Vidas and Raquel.
\nSince in Burgos they forbade me aught to purchase, and the King
\nWithdraws his favor, unto them my goods I cannot bring.
\nThey are heavy, and I must pawn them for whatso’er is right.
\nThat Christians may not see it, let them come for them by night.
\nMay the Creator judge it and of all the Saints the choir.
\nI can no more, and I do it against my own desire.”<\/p>\n
VIII Martin stayed not. Through Burgos he hastened forth, and came
\nTo the Castle. Vidas and Raquel, he demanded them by name.<\/p>\n
IX Raquel and Vidas sate to count their goods and profits through,
\nWhen up came Antolinez the prudent man and true.
\n“How now Raquel and Vidas, am I dear unto your heart,
\nI would speak close.” They tarried not. All three they went apart.
\n“Give me, Raquel and Vidas, your hands for promise sure
\nThat you will not betray me to Christian or to Moor.
\nI shall make you rich forever. You shall ne’er be needy more.
\nWhen to gather in the taxes went forth the Campeador,
\nMany rich goods he garnered, but he only kept the best.
\nTherefore this accusation against him was addressed.
\nAnd now two mighty coffers full of pure gold hath he.
\nWhy he lost the King’s favor a man may lightly see.
\nHe has left his halls and houses, his meadow and his field,
\nAnd the chests he cannot bring you lest he should stand revealed.
\nThe Campeador those coffers will deliver to your trust.<\/p>\n
And do you lend unto him whatsoever may be just.
\nDo you take the chests and keep them, but swear a great oath here
\nThat you will not look within them for the space of all this year.”<\/p>\n
The two took counsel: “Something to our profit must inure
\nIn all barter. He gained something in the country of the Moor
\nWhen he marched there, for many goods he brought with him away.
\nBut he sleeps not unsuspected, who brings coined gold to pay.
\nLet the two of us together take now the coffers twain.
\nIn some place let us put them where unseen they shall remain.
\n“What the lord Cid demandeth, we prithee let us hear,
\nAnd what will be our usury for the space of all this year?”
\nSaid Martin Antolinez like a prudent man and true:
\n“Whatever you deem right and just the Cid desires of you.
\nHe will ask little since his goods are left in a safe place.
\nBut needy men on all sides beseech the Cid for grace.
\nFor six hundred marks of money, the Cid is sore bested.”
\n“We shall give them to him gladly,” Raquel and Vidas said.
\n“‘Tis night. The Cid is sorely pressed. So give the marks to us.
\nAnswered Raquel and Vidas: “Men do not traffic thus.
\nBut first they take their surety and thereafter give the fee.”
\nSaid Martin Antolinez: “So be it as for me.
\nCome ye to the great Campeador for ’tis but just and fair
\nThat we should help you with the chests, and put them in your care,
\nSo that neither Moor nor Christian thereof shall hear the tale.”
\n“Therewith are we right well content, ” said Vidas and Raquel,
\n“You shall have marks six hundred when we bring the chests again. ”
\nAnd Martin Antolinez rode forth swiftly with the twain.<\/p>\n
And they were glad exceeding. O’er the bridge he did not go,
\nBut through the stream, that never a Burgalese should know
\nThrough him thereof. And now behold the Campeador his tent.
\nWhen they therein had entered to kiss his hands they bent.
\nMy lord the Cid smiled on them and unto them said he:
\n“Ha, don Raquel and Vidas, you have forgotten me!
\nAnd now must I get hence away who am banished in disgrace,
\nFor the king from me in anger hath turned away his face.
\nI deem that from my chattels you shall gain somewhat of worth.
\nAnd you shall lack for nothing while you dwell upon the earth.’
\nA-kissing of his hands forthwith Raquel and Vidas fell.
\nGood Martin Antolinez had made the bargain well,
\nThat to him on the coffers marks six hundred they should lend.
\nAnd keep them safe, moreover, till the year had made an end.
\nFor so their word was given and sworn to him again,
\nIf they looked ere that within them, forsworn should be the twain,
\nThe Cid would never give them one groat of usury.
\nSaid Martin, “Let the chests be ta’en as swiftly as may be,
\nTake them, Raquel and Vidas, and keep them in your care.
\nAnd we shall even go with you that the money we may bear,
\nFor ere the first cock croweth must my lord the Cid depart. ”
\nAt the loading of the coffers you had seen great joy of heart.
\nFor they could not heave the great chests up though they were stark and hale.
\nDear was the minted metal to Vidas and Raquel;
\nAnd they would be rich forever till their two lives it were o’er
\nThe hand of my good lord the Cid, Raquel had kissed once more:<\/p>\n
“Ha! Campeador, in happy hour thou girdedst on the brand.
\nForth from Castile thou goest to the men of a strange land.
\nSuch is become thy fortune and great thy gain shall be<\/p>\n
Ah Cid I kiss shine hands again — but make a gift to me
\nBring me a Moorish mantle splendidly wrought and red. ”
\n“So be it. It is granted,” the Cid in answer said,
\n“If from abroad I bring it, well doth the matter stand;
\nIf not, take it from the coffers I leave here in your hand. ”
\nAnd then Raquel and Vidas bore the two chests away.
\nWith Martin Antolinez into Burgos entered they.
\nAnd with fitting care, and caution unto their dwelling sped.
\nAnd in the midmost of the hall a plaited quilt they spread.
\nAnd a milk-white cloth of linen thereon did they unfold.
\nThree hundred marks of silver before them Martin told.
\nAnd forthwith Martin took them, no whit the coins he weighed.
\nThen other marks three hundred in gold to him they paid.
\nMartin had five esquires. He loaded all and one.
\nYou shall hear what said don Martin when all this gear was done:
\n“Ha! don Raquel and Vidas, ye have the coffers two.
\nWell I deserve a guerdon, who obtained this prize for you.”<\/p>\n
XI Together Vidas and Raquel stepped forth apart thereon:
\n“Let us give him a fair present for our profit he has won.
\nGood Martin Antolinez in Burgos that cost dwell,
\nWe would give thee a fair present for thou deserves well.
\nTherewith get breeches and a cloak and mantle rich and fine.
\nThou hast earned it. For a present these thirty marks are thine.
\nFor it is but just and honest, and, moreover, thou wilt stand
\nOur warrant in this bargain whereto we set our hand ”
\nDon Martin thanked them duly and took the marks again.
\nHe yearned to leave the dwelling and well he wished the twain.
\nHe is gone out from Burgos. O’er the Arlanzon he went.
\nAnd him who in good hour was born he found within his tent.
\nThe Cid arose and welcomed him, with arms held wide apart:
\n“Thou art come Antolinez, good vassal that thou art!<\/p>\n
May you live until the season when you reap some gain of me.”
\n“Here have I come, my Campeador, with as good heed as might be.
\nThou hast won marks six hundred, and thirty more have I.
\nHo! order that they strike the tents and let us swiftly fly.
\nIn San Pedro de Cardenas let us hear the cock ere day.
\nWe shall see your prudent lady, but short shall be our stay.
\nAnd it is needful for us from the kingdom forth to wend,
\nFor the season of our suffrance drawns onward to its end.”<\/p>\n
XII They spake these words and straight way the tent upgathered then,
\nlord the Cid rode swiftly with all his host of men.
\nAnd forth unto Saint Mary’s the horse’s head turned he,
\nAnd with his right hand crossed himself: “God, I give thanks to thee
\nHeaven and Earth that rulest. And thy favor be my weal
\nHoly Saint Mary, for forthright must I now quit Castile.
\nFor I look on the King with anger, and I know not if once more
\nI shall dwell there in my life-days. But may thy grace watch o’er
\nMy parting, Blessed Virgin, and guard me night and day.
\nIf thou do so and good fortune come once more in my way,
\nI will offer rich oblations at thine altar, and I swear
\nMost solemnly that I will chant a thousand masses there.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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