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May it be that everything has a soul and that this soul begs to be freed? Oh tierras de Alvargonzález, en el corazón de España, tierras pobres, tierras tristes, tan tristes que tienen alma! sings our poet Antonio Machado in his Campos de Castilla. Is the sadness of the field in the fields themselves or in us who look upon them? Do they not suffer?
"Adios, adios, de ti al ausentarme, Para ir en poz de mi fatal estrella, Yo llevo grabada tu imagen bella, Aqui en mi palpitante corazon. "Pero aunque lejos de tu lado me halle No olvides, no, que por tu amor deliro Enviáme siquiera un suspiro, Que dé consuelo, a mi alma en su dolor.
Once a week Craney would come down the coast in a clumsy catboat, and we'd take a load up to the town, which was called "Corazon," a considerable town forty miles off, where were French and Spanish agencies in the cocoa trade. Every day a cautious, stringy-haired Injun, with a loaded donkey, would come trotting out of the woods to the shed, or maybe several of them at odd times.
So now vamos corazon let us atone for the loss of the morning. February 20. Yesterday, though late in beginning, I nearly finished my task, which is six of my close pages, about thirty pages of print, to a full and uninterrupted day's work. To-day I have already written four, and with some confidence. Thus does flattery or praise oil the wheels. It is but two o'clock.
To demand that somebody should die every day and his corpse be carried out at twilight to feed tourists' emotions, would, I think, be demanding too much. "When we reached her hotel, Susanna let her friend go up first; and as soon as we were alone, she looked at me expressively, placing one hand on her breast, and said to me, in nasal Spanish: "'Mi corazon arde en mucha llama.
It was a slip of yellow note paper, checked along the margin with groups of rhyming words and scansion marks, and in the middle this single verse. "Pajaro Corazon! Bird of the Heart!
Gwynplaine, still in obscurity, his head under Dea's hand, and kneeling on the vanquished bear and wolf, sang, "O ven! ama! Eres alma, Soy corazon." And suddenly from the shadow a ray of light fell full upon Gwynplaine. Then, through the darkness, was the monster full exposed. To describe the commotion of the crowd is impossible. A sun of laughter rising, such was the effect.
"El Rey," answered the old woman, "he calls and calls and none come to him. He, too, needs help, Corazon. Why not take him for a run along the plain? It will help you both." For a long time the girl stood, considering. "I have not cared to ride lately, Anita," she said, "but you are right. El Rey should not be left to fret."
A man moved forward out of the gloom to meet her. "Is it you, Pablo?" A slender youth, lean-flanked and broad-shouldered, her visitor turned out to be. His outstretched hands went forward swiftly to meet hers. "Juanita, light of my life?" he cried softly. "Corazon mia!" She submitted with a little reluctant protest to his caress. "I have but a minute, Pablo.
Craney told me afterwards he'd heard the keeper died on the voyage and was dropped overboard to punctuate the end of his story, only, no name was given, and maybe it wasn't him but some other aristocracy. Craney himself stayed on at Corazon in the cocoa trade, meaning to take up contracts with the French and English agencies.
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