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The Lay of the Cid. Folio 20v

Let us tomorrow morning prepare to ride apace,
Let us march and leave forever our encampment in this place."
Unto the pass of Alucat the lord Cid got him gone.
Then to Huesca and to Montalban he hastily marched on.
And ten full days together on that raid they were to ride.
The tidings to all quarters went flying far and wide,
how that the Exile from Castile great harm to them had done.

LV

Afar into all quarters did the tidings of him run.
They brought the message to the Count of Barcelona's hand,
How that the Cid Roy Diaz was o'errunning all the land.
He was wroth. For a sore insult the tiding did he take.

LVI

The Count was a great braggart and an empty word he spake:
"Great wrongs he put upon me, he of Bivar, the Cid.
Within my very palace much shame to me he did:
He gave no satisfaction though he struck my brother's son;
And the lands in my keeping now doth he over-run.
I challenged him not; our pact of peace I did not overthrow;
But since he seeks it of me, to demand it I will go."
He gathered the his powers that were exceeding strong,
Great bands of Moors and Christians to his array did throng.
After the lord Cid of Bivar they went upon their way,
Three nights and days together upon the march were they.
At length in Tevar's pine grove the Cid they have o'erta'en.
So strong were they that captive to take him were they fain.
My lord Cid don Rodrigo bearing great spoil he went.

Anónimo, copista Per Abbat
Translated by R. Selden Rose and Leonard Bacon


«Cantar de Mío Cid» (aprox. 1200-1207)

manuscrito / manuscript Manuscrito de Per Abbat
español Versión original
Modern Verses by Pedro Salinas Modern Verses by Pedro Salinas
Voz: Canal yt Charly-el Voz: Canal yt Charly-el (Spanish)


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