- 1. Last Night As I Was Sleeping
Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamtâ??marvelous error!â??
that a spring was breaking
out in my heart.
...
- 2. Guadarrama
Guadarrama, is it you, old friend,
mountains white and gray
that I used to see painted against the blue
those afternoons of the old days in Madrid?
...
- 3. To Jośe Marίa Palacio
Palacio, good friend,
is spring there
showing itself on branches of black poplars
by the roads and river? On the steeps
...
- 4. Passageways
Who set, between those rocks like cinder,
to show the honey of dream,
that golden broom,
those blue rosemaries?
...
- 5. Fields Of Soria
Hills of silver plate,
grey heights, dark red rocks
through which the Duero bends
its crossbow arc
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