{"id":346,"date":"2015-04-23T15:57:43","date_gmt":"2015-04-23T15:57:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/commons.mtholyoke.edu\/romlg2015\/?page_id=346"},"modified":"2015-05-02T00:06:52","modified_gmt":"2015-05-02T00:06:52","slug":"english-translation","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/commons.mtholyoke.edu\/romlg2015\/sawyer\/english-translation\/","title":{"rendered":"English Translation"},"content":{"rendered":"

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n
So rich his men they know not what they have.
\nMy Cid hath manned the Pass of Alucant.
\nhe Zaragoza left and lands this way,
\nFrom Huesca turned and lands of Montalban,
\nAnd toward the salty sea began to war.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThe sun upon the East arose; he turned
\nIn that direction. Onda gained My Cid
\nAnd Xerica and Almenara gained.
\nAnd conquered all of Burriana’s lands.
\nCreator, Lord in heaven lent him aid.
\nMoreover hath he Murviedro gained.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nNow saw My Cid that God protected him
\nNot slight the fear within Valencia.
\nIt grieved Valencia, know it pleased them not.
\nAgreed they how they might to siege him go.
\nFrom night to break of dawn they made their march,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nNear Murviedo came to fir their tents.
\nMy Cid beholding what was filled with joy.
\n“To Thee be thanks, oh Father Spiritual!
\nWe’re in their lands and do them every ill.
\nTheir wine we drink and do we eat their bread.
\n‘Twere justly done an they to siege us came.
\nThat, short of fight will find no settlement.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nTo those who should assistance render us
\nLet messengers be sent. Let some depart
\nto Xerica and other Alucant,
\nTo Onda some and others Almenara;
\nLet hose of Burriana swiftly come.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWe will deliver them and fight on field.
\nI trust in God that all will stand us well.”
\nThree days and all had come. he, born upon
\nAn hour propitious, thus began to speak:
\n“Attend me, men -Creator be your guard!<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nSince land of sweet Christianity we left –
\nNo wish of ours, we might not otherwise –
\nBe thanks to god, for prospered our affairs.
\nValencia’s folk have sieged us. Would we rest<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nwithin these lands we must chastise them well.
\nLet us pass the night and let the morrow come:
\nwith arms and horses be prepared for me.
\nWe’ll journey forth to view this host of theirs,
\nAs men separated from a foreign land.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThere shall be seen who meriteth his pay.”
\nWhat spake Minaya Albarfanez hear:
\n“We, Campeador, accomplish your behest.
\ngive me an hundred knights. I ask no more.
\nIn front attack them you, with all the rest.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWell will ye strike, no hesitation there.
\nAnd I, the hundred leading, will attack
\nThe other side. As trust I have in God,
\nThe field will be our own.” The words he spake
\nWell pleased the Campeador. ‘Twas morn and all
\nBethought to arm. Well knoweth each his part.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMy Cid at dawning light to strike them goes.
\n“In name of the Creator and Saint James
\nApostle, strike them gentlemen with love
\nAnd willingness and goodly earnestness,
\nFor I’m My Cid Ruy Diaz of Bivar!”<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nOf tent cords many had ye seen to break,
\nUptorn the stakes, tents falling everywhere.
\nThe Moors are many, would they rally now.
\nFell Albarfanez on their other side.
\nUnwilling were they forced to yield and fly.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nIs great within that place the joyousness.
\nTow Moorish kings in this pursuit they slew.
\nUnto Valencia the chase endured.
\nThe spoil My Cid has gained is great. They took
\nCebola and whatever lies before.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWho might, escaped through fleetness of their steeds.
\nThey spoiled the camp and thought to turn them back.
\nThis mighty booty bearing came they then
\nto Murviedro. Be assured the news
\nAbout My Cid reechoes far and wide.
\nSo great the fear within Valencia<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThey know not what to do. The news resounds
\nBeyond the sea’s ertent. My Cid was gay
\nAnd all his men, that god assistance lent,
\nAnd he the victory gained. Their fleet ones sped,
\nBy night they marches made, Guiera reached,
\nArrived at Xativa and, further down,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAt Denia, the City. Near the sea
\nThey stoutly ravage all the Moorish lands.
\nTook Pena Cadiella, every way
\nthat leadeth in or leadeth out they took.
\nCid Campeador, when he had gained the town<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nOf Pena Cadiella, deep it grieved
\nThe folk of Guiera town and Xativa.
\nBeyond all bounds the grief Valencia knew.
\nBy storm and capture in the Moorish lands,
\nIn sleep by day and marching through the nights,
\nThree years My Cid employed to gain those towns.
\nhe hath Valencia’s folk a warning given.
\nthey dare not venture forth not fight with him<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThey felled their huertas – did them grievous harm;
\nMy Cid of bread deprived them all these years.
\nThey know not what to do; Valencia’s folk
\nmade deep complaint. And never unto them
\nfrom any part so ever bread arrived,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nNor son might aid his sire, nor father son,
\nNor friend to friend might consolation bear.
\n‘Tis evil plight, my lords, to want for bread!
\nTo see, through hunger, sons and women die!
\nThey see their pain nor may assistance bear.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nUnto Morocco’s king they needs must send.
\nDire war he waged against the one who dwells
\nIn Montes Claros. help he sent them none,
\nNor came to aid. That learned My Cid; at heart
\nhe was content. he Murviedro left
\nto march the night. day broke upon My Cid<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nIn lands of Monreal. he heralds sent
\nThrough Aragon, Navarre; his messengers
\nBade seek Castile: “Who care would lose and gain
\nIn riches, join My Cid, on marching bent.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nTo place Valencia in Christian hands
\nhe would surround the place. Who seeks to go
\nAlong with me to siege Valencia –
\nCome all by choice, compulsion none shall know –
\nThree days I will attendance hold on them,
\nWithin Canal de Celfa.” This My Cid,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThe one on hour propitious born, hath said.
\nhe unto Murviedro turned him back,
\nFor had he gained it. know, the heralds went
\nOn every hand, With eagerness for spoil,
\nhe would not stay. from fair Christianity
\nGreat numbers join. My Cid, be of Bivar,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nGrows richer. When My Cid the gathered force
\nPerceived, he joyed. My Cid Don Roderick
\nWished no delay, but straight he marched against
\nValencia, and sought attack thereon.
\nMy Cid he sieged it well nor trick employed;
\nForbade their going out or coming in.
\nAll news is echoed wide concerning him.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMore seek My Cid, be sure, than go from him.
\nA time of grace he set wherein the place
\nMight help receive. Before the town he lay
\nFull nine months, know, and when the tenth arrived,
\nThey needs must yield it. Great the joy that ran<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThrough all this place. The day whereon My Cid
\nValencia took and came within the town,
\nThe men who walked were changed to mounted knights.
\nWho might relate the gold and silver’s sum?
\nAll present were enriched. Then bade My Cid,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nDon Roderick, to gather up the fifth.
\nFull thirty thousand marks in coin were his;
\nAnd who might name the other riches there?
\nThe Campeador rejoiced with all his men,
\nWhen o’er the Alcazar his chief banner waved.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMy Cid reposed with all his companies.
\nthe news that taken is Valencia
\nfor want of aid, Sevilla’s king hath reached.
\nhe came to see with thirty thousand armed.
\nBeside the huerta did they hold the fight.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMy Cid o’erthrew them – he whose beard is long.
\nThe rout was carries quite within the walls
\nOf Jativa. Ye had confusion seen
\nAt passing Jucar river. There the Moors
\nThrown back, despite themselves the water drink.
\nMorocco’s king escape, receiving thrice<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nA blow. My Cid, with all the spoil, returned.
\nWhen they Valencia gained the spoil was fair.
\nBut greater profit, know, this rout hath brought:
\nAmong them – unto all the very least
\nAn hundred marks of silver fell. Now see<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nhow sped the reputation of the knight.
\nAmong those Christians with My Cid Ruy Diaz,
\nOn hour propitious born, the joy was great.
\nNow doth his beard increase and longer grow.
\nMy Cid addressed them thus: “For love I bear
\nThe king Alfonso who hath eriled me,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nShould scissors never find their way therein,
\nNor fall a single hair, and may the Moors
\nAnd Christians talk thereof.” Don Roderick,
\nMy Cid is resting in Valencia,
\nAt hand Minaya Albarfanez stands
\nWho never leaves his arm. The eriles now<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nGreat wealth possess. Within Valencia
\nhe gave to each both house and heritage
\nWherewith are all content; for now is proved
\nMy Cid’s affection. Those who left with him
\nAnd those of later coming all are pleased.
\nMy Cid perceived that, holding such a spoil
\nAs they had gained, if now they might depart,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\n‘Twould willingly be done. This bad My Cid –
\nMinaya counseled it: – “Each man who took
\nNo leave, nor kissed his hand, if they might seize him
\nOr overtake, they should attach his wealth
\nAnd on a gibbet raise him high. So all
\nWith care hath he arranged. For counsel now<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nhe with Minaya Albarfanez goes.
\nMinaya, an you deem it well, I’d know
\nThe state of those at hand, who profit gained
\nWith me, and write their names – be listed all;
\nSo that among these vassals mine who guard<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nValencia and round it keep their watch,
\nIf any flee away and should be missed,
\nhe unto me his plunder shall return.”
\n“Therein,” Minaya said, “‘Tis wisely planned.”
\nhe bade them seek the court and gather all.
\nWhen there he found them, count he took of them.
\nThree thousand and sir hundred had My Cid,
\nhe of Bivar. his heart was glad, he smiled.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\n“Minaya, praise to God, be praised as well
\nSaint Mary Mother, less our forces when
\nWe left Bivar the town. Now have we wealth
\nAnd more will have. Minaya, an you will,
\nAn’t grieve you not, I wish to send you hence<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nUnto Castile, where hold we heritage,
\nAnd king Alfonso, he, my lawful liege.
\nFrom this, my spoil, we here have gained, I’d give
\nAnd hundred steeds to him, which you shall take,
\nAnd kiss his hand and earnestly beseech<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nhis leave my wife and daughters to remove,
\nAn’t please him. Will I send for them, and you
\nThe message learn: The daughters of My Cid
\nInfantas, and his wife, such way shall go
\nThat great their honor in these stranger lands<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThat we enabled were to gain.” Thereon
\nMinaya made reply: “right willingly.”
\nThis said, they preparation thought to make.
\nMy Cid an hundred Albarfanez gave,
\nTo serve him on the road, and bade him bear
\nSaint Peter’s church a thousand silver marks,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd Abbot Sancho give. While all rejoiced
\nUpon his news, there came tonsured one
\nFrom out the East, Jerome the bishop called.
\nA man of wisdom, deep in letters learned.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAfoot or mounted most adroit was he.
\nhe came with questions of the deeds of fame
\nMy Cid had wrought the bishop eager was
\nTo see himself engaged afield with Moors,
\nFor is in fight he fall a -dealing blows,
\nTo end of time let Christians weep him not.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMy Cid, when that he heard, rejoiced. “Attend,
\nMinaya Albarfanez, by the One
\nWho is on high, since God would lend us aid,
\nLet us display our thanks. I would create
\nWithin Valencia’s lands a bishopric,
\nAnd on this goodly Christian would bestow.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nFair tidings yours when you shall seek Castile.”
\nDon Roderick’s words gave Albarfanez joy.
\nThis Don Jerome they now a bishop make,
\nEstablish in Valencia where well
\nhe rich may be. God, all of Christendom<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nhow glad that now within Valencia’s lands
\nA bishop dwelt! Minaya was rejoiced.
\nhe took his leave and went. Valencia’s lands
\nAt peace, Minaya Albarfanez made
\nUnto Castile his way. I will omit
\nThe halts, nor have desire to name them o’er.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nhe questioned where Alfonso might be found.
\nThe king had shortly sought Sahagun; he came
\nTo Carrion and there he might be found.
\nThereat was glad Minaya Albarfanez.
\nThis present bearing, there he straightway went.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThe king Alfonso just from mass had turned.
\nBehold where comes upon most fitting time
\nMinaya Albarfanez! Fell he then
\nUpon his knees before the people all;
\nIn sorrow deep he knelt before the king
\nAlfonso, kissed his hands and aptly spake:
\n“Grace, liege Alfonso, for Creator’s love!<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nDoth kiss your hands My Cid, the man of wards,
\nYour feet and hands as to such worthy lord.
\nSo may Creator guard you, grant him grace!
\nFrom out the land you drove him, hath he not
\nYou love, but though within a foreign land<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nhe hath his own affairs attended well.
\nThe towns called Xerica and Onda gained,
\nTook Almenara, Murviedro took,
\nThe greater, thus he did Cebolla treat
\nAnd Castejon before, and that which is
\nA rock of strength, called Pena Cadiella.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWith all of these he is Valencia’s lord.
\nWith his own hand the worthy Campeador
\nA bishop made, five battles fought afield
\nAnd gained them all; Creator gave to him
\nA mighty booty; here behold the proofs<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nthat truth I say you, steeds an hundred here
\nBoth great and swift and all with bridles decked
\nAnd saddles. Doth he kiss your hands and pray
\nYou take them; deems yourself his vassal, holds
\nYourself his lord.” The king his right hand raised
\nAnd made upon his face the sign of cross.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\n“For such great spoil the Campeador hath gained,
\nSaint Isidore so aid me, am I pleased
\nAt heart. These deeds the Campeador hath wrought
\nContent me well. These steeds he sent as gift,
\nI do accept.” Although it pleased the king
\nGarciordonez did it sorely grieve:<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\n“Me seems that not a man in Moorish land
\nIs left alive, that this Cid Campeador
\nSo works his will.” The king to count replied:
\n“Now cease that talk, for doth he render me
\nIn all things service better far than you.”
\nMinaya spake and after manly wise:<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\n“An’t please you, grace the Cid implores of you
\nFor both his daughters as upon his wife
\nThe Dame Ximena; would they go from where,
\nWithin the monastery left he them,
\nAnd seek the worthy Campeador within Valencia.”
\nThen spake the king: “Thereof
\nI joy at heart and will I bid that, while<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWithin my land, provision they receive.
\nDishonor, shame and evil fend from them.
\nAnd when these ladies reach my land’s ertent,
\nGive heed that both the Campeador and you
\nAttend them. harken troops and all my court:<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nI would not aught the Campeador should lose.
\nTo all the troops who name him liege I give
\nRelease of all wherein I seizure made.
\nWhere’er the Campeador may be, let each
\nhis heritage receive. From sudden death
\nAnd evil so I free their bodies all.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd this I do that may they serve their liege.”
\nMinaya Albarfanez kissed his hands.
\nThe king he smiled, and very fair he spake:
\n“Whoe’er would seek the Campeador to serve,
\nBe freed of me and with Creator’s grace<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nDepart. The greater were our gain therein
\nThan in another’s shame.” Thereon the Lords
\nOf Carrion began to hold discourse:
\n“My Cid the Campeador’s success apace
\nIncreaseth. Well his daughters would we wed
\nTo our advantage. Yet we would no dare
\nOurselves to broach this subject. From Bivar<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMy Cid, and we are counts of Carrion!”
\nTo none they told it, there this talk was left.
\nFarewell Minaya Albarfanez gave
\nThe goodly king. “Minaya, now you part,
\nAnd may Creator’s grace accompany you.
\nA porter take, I deem it were you gain.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd if ye take the dames, their wished fill.
\nUnto Medina grant their every need,
\nThereafter let the Campeador attend.”
\nMinaya bade farewell and left the court.
\nBeside Minaya Albarfanez marched
\nThe Lords of Carrion: “In al things thou<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nArt worthy, act in this with worthiness;
\nMy Cid, he of Bivar, salute for us,
\nIn what we may we stand in his behalf.
\nNo loss the Cid’s wherein he favor us.”
\nReplied Minaya: “Naught aggrieves me there.”<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMinaya gone, the Lords they turned them back.
\nhe sought Saint Peter’s straight, where wait the dames.
\nSupreme the joy when saw they him appear.
\nDismounts Minaya, seeks Saint Peter’s church
\nFor prayer. That done the ladies be approached:<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\n“I bow before you, Dame Ximena, here;
\nGod shield from harm, and so your daughters guard!
\nMy Cid, from where he rests, his greeting sends;
\nI left him well, with riches very great.
\nIn clemency, the king you freedom grants<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nTo me, to bear you to Valencia,
\nOur heritage. An sees you safe the Cid,
\nAnd free from harm, all joyful will he be.
\nFor naught his care.” The Dame Ximena said:
\n“Creator grant it.” Thereupon apart
\nThree knights Minaya Albarfanez set,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd sent them where My Cid remained within
\nValencia City: “Tell the Campeador –
\nMay god from harm defend – that both his wife
\nAnd daughters hath the king released to me.
\nAnd while we should within his lands remain
\nhe bade we be with all provisions plied.
\nGone fifteen days – an God from harm protect –<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMyself, his wife and children will be there,
\nAnd all the worthy dames they have with them.”
\nThe knights are gone, and they will mind it well.
\nMinaya Albarfanez hath remained
\nWithin Saint Peter’s. had ye there beheld
\nArrive from every hand the knights. They wish<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nTo seek My Cid, he of Bivar, within
\nValencia. They Albarfanez pray
\nTo favor them. Minaya thus replied:
\n“that will I gladly.” knights Minaya sought
\nIn number sixty-five. An hundred more<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nhe had form yonder led. A goodly force
\nThey form, these ladies to accompany.
\nFive hundred marks Minaya did bestow
\nUpon the Abbot, while the other five,
\nI will relate what use he made of them.
\nThe Dame Ximena, as her children there,
\nAnd other ladies who before they serve,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThe good Minaya thought to furnish them
\nWith best equipment he might find within
\nThe town of Burgos; palfreys, mules as well,
\nTo end that they no poor appearance make.
\nThe dames equipped, the good Minaya wished
\nTo think on marching, when, before his feet<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nRachel and Vidas fell: “Thou knight of fame,
\nMinaya, grace! And if he aid us not
\nknow ye that Cid hath ruined us. The gain
\nWe grant but let him the capital.”
\n“that thing before the Cid I will attend.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAn God but lead me there. Your deed will gain
\nFair recompense.” Rachel and Vidas said:
\n“Creator so ordain, for else we needs
\nMust Burgos leave and go in search of him.”
\nMinaya Albarfanez sought Saint Peter’s
\nFull many came to him, he thought to march.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAt parting is the Abbot’s grief profound.
\n“Now may Creator be your guardian,
\nMinaya Albarfanez. And for me
\nSalute upon his hands the Campeador
\nAnd may be ne’er forget this monastery,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nFor higher aye My Cid will be esteemed
\nfor making it to prosper all his days.”
\nMinaya made reply: “Right willingly.”
\nAnd now they take their leave and think to ride.
\nThe porter set to guard them goes with them.
\nThroughout the king’s domain provision great
\nThey gave them. Five the days they use to march<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThe space between Saint Peter’s and Medina.
\nLo! Albarfanez and the dames within
\nMedina. Will I tell ye of the knights
\n454-5~ Who bore the word. When ware of that, My Cid,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nhe of Bivar, was glad and pleased at heart.
\nbe’gan to speak: “Who envoy worthy sends
\nMay look for like. Thou, Muno Gustioz,
\nPero Vermudez, thou to horse before,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWith hundred men for fight prepared, and go
\nTrue Martin Antolinez, Burgales,
\nAnd Bishop Don Jerome, the tonsured one
\nof high esteem. Saint Mary’s pass and seek
\nMolina town beyond. Who holds that place,
\nAvengalvon, my friend of peace is he.
\nhe well may join with hundred other knights.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nFly to Medina. As they told to me,
\nYou there will find Minaya Albarfanez
\nWith wife and children mine. In honor great
\nLead them before me; I will rest within
\nValencia, which place hath cost me dear.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\n‘Twere madness great an I abandoned it.
\nI will within Valencia remain,
\nFor do I hold the place as heritage.”
\nthat said, they thought to ride. At utmost speed
\nThey never ceased to march; Saint Mary’s crossed
\nAnd came to pitch their camp before the place;<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAt morrow lodge within Molina town.
\nWhen Moor Avengalvon the message knew,
\nWith great delight he went to welcome them.
\n“Now, come, ye vassals of my natural friend,
\nAnd, know ye, great my joy, no pain is mine!”<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAwaiting none, spake Muno Gustioz:
\n“My Cid saluted you and bade us urge
\nThat swift you bear him aid with hundred men.
\nhis wife and daughters in Medina rest.
\nhe begs you seek and bring them here to him<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nNor leave them till you gain Valencia.”
\n“that will I gladly,” said Avengalvon.
\nProvision great that night he gave to them.
\nAt morn the thought to ride. An hundred me
\nThey asked, but he with twice an hundred goes.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nVast mountains wild they pass. In such a guise
\nPassed Mata de Toranz. No fear had they.
\nBy Val de Arburedo planned descent.
\nNow all are in Medina. Truth to learn,
\nTwo knights Minaya Albarfanez sent.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nNo stay was there, they have the thing at heart.
\nThe one remained with them, but back again
\nTo Albarfanez did the other turn.
\n“Now men of Campeador come seeking us.
\nPero Vermudez here before you see,
\nAnd Muno Gustioz, who love you true,
\nAnd Martin Antolinez, Burgales,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd Alcayaz Avengalvon and all
\nThe force he leads, to bring My Cid content
\nAnd bear him honor. Al together come
\nAnd now arrive.” “This hour,” Minaya cried,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nFor seek they not delay. Full hundred men
\nThey sallied forth, no did they ill beseem,
\nOn goodly steeds that poitrels bore and bells,
\nAnd sendal coverings and shields on necks,
\nAnd lances pennanted in hands, to show<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nOh, how went Albarfanez from Castile
\nWith these the dames he led! The ones who spy
\nAnd march ahead soon take their arms and go.
\nhigh ran the joy along the stream Jalon.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nObeisance to Minaya Albarfanez.
\nWhen came Avengalvon and saw him there,
\nhe sought embrace with smile on mouth, and pressed
\nSalute upon his shoulder – such his use:
\n“Fair day is yours, Minaya Albarfanez!<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWife, daughters lawful of the warrior Cid,
\nWe all must honor – such his auspices.
\nThough ill we wished him might we do him none.
\nIn peace or war of ours he e’er shall have.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMinaya Albarfanez smiled: “Art thou,
\nAvengalvon, a flawless friend; an God
\nBut bear me ‘fore the Cid and him I see
\nIn life, for this your deed you naught shall lose.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAvengalvon: “Tis offer give me joy.
\nAnd ere from this three days passed away
\nTwofold I will return it unto you.”
\nThey passed within Medina town and there
\nMinaya entertainment gave to them.
\nOf service thus bestowed were all rejoiced.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWithin Valencia, where said me Cid,
\nhe honor hath received by vast supplied
\nThey furnished him within Medina town.
\nAll paid the king and free Minaya town.
\nThe night hath passed away, the morn hath come,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThey left Medina, crossed Jalon and spurred
\nUp Arburelo swiftly; soon they crossed
\nTorancio’s field, Molina reached where they ruled
\nAvengalvon. The Bishop Don Jerome –<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThe ladies guarding, marched by night and day,
\nOn horse of war that goes before him arms.
\nAnd what with Albarfanez and himself
\nA company they had, and now they passed
\nWithin Molina, city fair and rich.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWhatever thing they wished, they lacked it not;
\nE’en cost of horses’ shoes he bade remit.
\nAh God, what meed of honor did they give
\nMinaya and the dames! At morrow’s dawn
\nThey mounted soon, no failed he serving them<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nhis own expended, naught he took of theirs.
\nWith these delights and news of such degree No close upon Valencia they stand,
\nThree leagues all told. Within Valencia
\nUnto my Cid, on hour propitious born,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThey bore the news. My Cid was filled with joy
\nWhich ne’er had higher risen, nor so high.
\nFor cometh word form all he loveth best.
\nTwo hundred knights he bade depart in haste,
\nTo greet Minaya and the noble dames.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nhe rests, for well he knows that Albarfanez
\nBrings all securely. See! the children now
\nAnd dames and all the rest Minaya greet.
\nMy Cid commanded those within his house<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nTo guard, and likewise every gate that leads
\nOr in or out, and Babieca bring;
\nhe had but newly gained him, now was yet
\nMy Cid, who sword on hour propitious girt,
\nAware an he were fleet or good at halt.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBefore his wife and daughters he desired
\nto bear his arms. The Bishop Don Jerome,
\nwhen had the dames with honor great been met,
\nBefore them entered, left his horse and straight<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nUpon that moment. Clad in surplices
\nAnd bearing silver crosses, went they forth
\nTo welcome good Minaya and the dames.
\nStayed not the one on hour propitious born.
\nThey saddle Babieca, coverings
\nCast over him, and forth upon him rode<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMy Cid, and wooden arms he took in hand;
\nA cloak o’er tunic threw, his beard was long.
\nA course he ran, most strange it was to see.
\nThe horse he strode was Babieca named.
\nAnd when the course was run they marveled all.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThrough all of mighty Spain. Where ends the course
\nMy Cid dismounted, straight he sought his wife
\nAnd daughters twain. And when the Dame Ximena
\nBeheld him, at his feet she cast herself:
\n“Grace, Campeador, on hour propitious thou
\nhast girded sword! Thou hast delivered me<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBehold me, liege, and both your daughters here,
\nThrough God and you most nobly bred and good.”
\nThe mother and the daughters close he drew
\nWithin his arms; and for their joy they wept.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\ntablados breaking, arms within their hands.
\nWhat spake the one on hour propitious born
\nAttend: “Oh thou, my honored cherished wife,
\nAnd both my daughters, heart and soul of mine,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWithin this heritage I gained for you.”
\nThe mother and the daughters kissed his hands.
\nValencia’s gates with honor great they passed.
\nMy Cid the Alcazar straightway sought with them.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nOn every hand the lovely eyes are turned.
\nThey see how lies Valencia City spread,
\nAnd on the other hand behold the sea.
\nThey gaze upon the huerta, dense and wide.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nFull joyful made My Cid and company,
\nFor fair it is and great. The winter now
\nhath gone and March is just about to come.
\nI would relate you news from o’er the sea,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMorocco’s king was angered with My Cid
\nDon Roderick: “Within my heritage
\nhe roughly enters; grace he renders not
\nSave unto Jesus Christ.” That king who ruled
\nWithin Morocco drew his forces up.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nthey sought the idea and passed within their ships.
\nThey go to seek Valencia, to My Cid
\nDon Roderick. The vessels have arrived
\nAnd forth they go. They reached Valencia<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nTheir tents and camped. The news hath reached My Cid;
\n“Creator, Spiritual Sire, be praised!
\nFor all the wealth I own before me lies.
\nWith pain I gained Valencia, and hold it<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nCreator and Saint Mary Mother, praise!
\nMy wife and daughters here I have at hand.
\nDelight is mine from lands beyond the sea.
\nI arms will seek, nor might I turn away.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWithin these foreign lands perceive the way
\nOf gaining lodgment. Well their eyes shall see
\nhow bread is won.” his daughters and his wife
\nhe bade to mount upon the Alcazar’s height.
\nThey raised their eyes, and fired they tents beheld:<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\n“Now grieve ye not, my honored wife. ‘Tis wealth
\nMost strange and great that riseth unto us.
\nBut late you came, they would a gift bestow.
\nYour daughters are to marry. They but bring<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBoth unto you and the Spiritual Sire.”
\n“Rest, wife, within the palace, and if so
\nIt be your wish, within he Alcazar stay.
\nhave never fear because ye see me fight.
\nWith grace of God and of Saint Mary Mother,
\nMy heart grows strong for that we are at hand.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThe tents are fired and dawn begins to break;
\nIn greatest haste they beat the drums. My Cid
\nRejoiced and cried: “A day most fair is this!”
\nhis wife hath fear, it seemed her heart would break;<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nSince birth they never such a terror knew.
\nhe grasped his beard, the good Cid Campeador:
\n“Fear not, for all to your advantage turns;
\nEre fifteen days have passed, an’t please Creator,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThereon yea shall behold what things they be,.
\nThe Bishop Don Jerome shall then receive
\nAnd hang them in the church they call Saint Mary
\nThe Mother of Creator.” ‘Tis a vow
\nCid Campeador hath made. The dames rejoice,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThey fearless pass within the huertas’ space.
\nThe atalaya saw, and rang the bell.
\nThe Christian forces stand prepared. They arm
\nRight willingly and rush without the town,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nIn truth they drove them from the huertas forth
\nIn goodly guise. Full fifteen hundred men
\nThis day they slew. that chase hath reached the tents.
\nThey had accomplished much and thought to ride.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nNow those who eat his bread have turned them back
\nUnto My Cid. he had beheld the thing,
\nAnd when they came to him they told it him.
\nFor all they did My Cid with joy is filled.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThis day is fair, the morn shall fairer be.
\nArmed by ye ready ere the light of dawn.
\nThe Bishop Don Jerome shall unto us
\nGive absolution and recite the mass.
\nThereafter unto riding turn your thoughts.
\nForth let us go to strike them in the name<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBetter we crush them than they gain the field.”
\nAll cried threon: “With love and willingness.”
\nMinaya spake, nor sought delay: “‘Tis thus
\nYou, Cid, desire, but bid me otherwise:
\nGive me hundred knights and thirty armed<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWill I upon the other side attach.
\nTo both or one will God assistance bear.”
\nThereon replied the Cid: “Right willingly.”
\nThis day is done and hath the night arrived.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nEre morn, at cockcrow, Bishop Don Jerome
\nRecited them the mass. The mass complete,
\nGreat absolution gave he unto them:
\n“Whoe’er shall perish here with face to fight
\nI take his sins and God his soul shall have.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nOn hour propitious; I think morn to you
\nRecited mass; a guerdon now I ask,
\nAnd be it granted me, first blows to deal.”
\nThe Campeador: “hereon ’tis granted you.”<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMy Cid encouraging his vassals well.
\nMost cautious men they leave beside the gates.
\nSprang forth My Cid, upon his steed he rode,
\nOn Babieca, well with trappings decked.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nFour thousand, lacking thirty, leads My Cid.
\nThey willingly ‘gainst fifty thousand go.
\nThen ‘mongst them dashed Minaya Albarfanez
\nFrom other side and Albar Albarez.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMy Cid his lance employed and grasped his sword.
\nSo many Moors be slew, no count they took,
\nThe blood a-dripping from the elbow down.
\nThree blows he dealt King Yusef. he escaped<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWithin Guiera stopped, a castle fair.
\nThus far My Cid, he of Bivar, pursued,
\nAnd with him others of his vassals true.
\nThence turned the one on hour propitious born.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThere Babieca, head to tail, he prized.
\nWithin his hand this plunder all remained.
\nThe fifty thousand men they count; and none
\nBeyond an hundred men and four escaped.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThree thousand marks in gold and silver found.
\nThe other spoils they knew not what their sum.
\nMy Cid and all his vassals joyed that God
\nDid grant them grace and they the field had won.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nhe Albarfanez left to learnt he sum;
\nValencia entered with an hundred knights.
\nhis face was grave, his arms he has removed;
\nThus sword in hand on Babieca came.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBefore them stopped, his horse’s reins he held:
\n“I bow before you, dames; I gained for you
\nA mighty prize. While you Valencia held
\nI won the field. this God and all his saints<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBehold the bloody sword, the sweating steed;
\nWith such as this are Moors on field o’ercome.
\nCreator pray that he be spared to you
\nYet many years. Ye shall to honor come,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nDescending form his horse. When him they saw
\nOn foot, for had he now dismounted, dames
\nAnd daughters and his wife, of worth so high,
\nFell on their knees before the Campeador:
\n“Within your grace we rest, and may you live<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd passed within the palace. There they took
\nFair seats beside him. “Dame Ximena, wife,
\nNow didst thou not demand the thing of me?
\nThese dames you brought, who do so well attend you;
\nWith these my vassals would I marry them.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThat folk may come to know within Castile
\nTo whom they bear such service excellent.
\nYour daughters’ case for other time be kept.”
\n1769-70~ All rose and kissed his hands, and great the joy<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nthe thing was done. Minaya Albarfanez
\nWithin the camp remained with all these men
\nWriting and counting. What with tents and arms
\nAnd precious garments such a store they found
\nThat ’tis a mighty thing. I would relate<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nOf all horses that in harness ran
\nAnd none might take them. Moors within these lands
\nDid thereby greatly gain. Despite all this,
\nBy lot there fell the Campeador renowned<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWhen fell My Cid such number, might the rest
\nBe well content. So many beauteous tents,
\nAnd tent poles wrought, My Cid and vassals gained!
\nThe tent Morocco’s ruler had which towers<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nOn tent poles twain which are with gold in wrought;
\nMy Cid Ruy Diaz bade that tent to leave,
\nAnd that no Christian bear it thence away.
\n“Such tent as this, form out Morocco brought,
\nI would Alfonso the Castilian send,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
how gain he hath.” With such great wealth they passed
\nValencia’s portal. Bishop Don Jerome,
\nMost worthy tonsured one, how tired was he
\nOf fight with both his hands, nor knows the sum
\nOf Moors he slew. What fell by lot to him<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nhe born on hour propitious, bade a tithe
\nOf all his fifth he given unto him.
\nThroughout Valencia the Christian folk
\nAre joyful, such a store of wealth is theirs<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nher daughters twain, and other ladies deemed
\nfor marriage chosen. Naught delayed My Cid
\nthe goodly man. “Where are thou, worthy one?
\nMinaya, hither come. No thanks bestow
\nFor what by lot hath fallen unto you.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMy Fifth whate’er you wish, the rest remain.
\nAt morrow morn you must unfailingly go
\nWith steeds form this the fifth that I have gained,
\nWith saddles, bridles, and with each a sword,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nFor hath he sent them to their own content,
\nThese twice an hundred steeds as gifts shall go,
\nThat may the king Alfonso speak no ill
\nOf him who rules Valencia.” he bade
\nPero Vermudez with Minaya go.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd bear within their ranks two hundred men,
\nWith salutations from the Cid, who kissed
\nThe king’s hands. As a gift he sent to him,
\nFrom out that fight he gained, two hundred steeds,
\nAnd service ever while remaineth life.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nSuch spoil they bear, it needs must guarded be.
\nThey march by night and day; they passed the range
\nThat parts the other lands, and set themselves
\nTo asking for my lord the king Alfonso.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nValladolid, where King Alfonso was.
\nA message, that he bid receive this band,
\nPero Vermudez and Minaya sent:
\n“My Cid, he of Valencia, sends his gift.”<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nhe bade his gentlemen all quickly mount.
\nForth ‘mongst the first the king, to look upon
\nthose sent form him on hour propitious born.
\nThere know ye, drew the Lords of Carrion,<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nTo some it brought content, but other grieved.
\nWho serve the one on hour propitious born.
\nBeheld the thing, and did they deem it were
\nAn army come, for herald brought they none.
\nMy lord the king Alfonso crossed himself.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThey sprang to earth, dismounting from their steeds.
\nUpon their knees before the king Alfonso
\nThey fall and kiss the earth and both his feet:
\n“Grace, king Alfonso, honor great is yours!<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nfor all of this we salvation bear.
\nhe names you Sire and holds himself your vassal.
\nThe Cid esteems the honor you have done him
\nMost deeply. king, a fight he won of late
\nAgainst Morocco’s ruler, Yusef names.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThe spoil he made is vast, and all enriched
\nhis vassals have become. he sent to you
\nTwo hundred steeds, and doth he kiss your hands.”
\nSaid king Alfonso: “Gladly take I them.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd may I yet the hour behold when he
\nShall guerdon gain form me.: This many pleased,
\nAnd did they kiss his hands. The Count Garcia
\nWas grieved and deeply angered, and he turned
\nApart with ten among his family:<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nSo great his honor. We abased shall be
\nThrough this his honor. kings upon the field
\nhe shamefully defeated, just as though
\nhe slew them, sending unto us their steeds.
\nThrough this his deed we ill at ease shall be.”
\nking Don Alfonso spake, these words he said:<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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