Serranilla

Íñigo López de Mendoza 1398 (Carrión de los Condes, Old Castile) – 1458



FROM Calatrava as I took my way
At holy Mary's shrine to kneel and pray,
And sleep upon my eyelids heavy lay,
There where the ground was very rough and wild,
I lost my path and met a peasant child:
From Finojosa, with the herds around her,
There in the fields I found her.
 
Upon a meadow green with tender grass,
With other rustic cowherds, lad and lass,
So sweet a thing to see I watched her pass:
My eyes could scarce believe her what they found her,
There with the herds around her.
 
I do not think that roses in the Spring
Are half so lovely in their fashioning:
My heart must needs avow this secret thing,
That had I known her first as then I found her,
From Finojosa, with the herds around her,
I had not strayed so far her face to see
That it might rob me of my liberty.
 
I questioned her, to know what she might say:
'Has she of Finojosa passed this way? '
She smiled and answered me: 'In vain you sue,
Full well my heart discerns the hope in you:
But she of whom you speak, and have not found her.
Her heart is free, no thought of love has bound her,
Here with the herds around her.'

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Submitted on May 13, 2011

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme aaabbCc dddcc eeecCff aaggccc
Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 1,100
Words 220
Stanzas 4
Stanza Lengths 7, 5, 7, 7

Íñigo López de Mendoza

Don Íñigo López de Mendoza y de la Vega, Marquis of Santillana was a Castilian politician and poet who held an important position in society and literature during the reign of John II of Castile. more…

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