¡Desgraciado Almirante! Tu pobre América,
tu india virgen y hermosa de sangre cálida,
la perla de tus sueños, es una histérica
de convulsivos nervios y frente pálida.

Un desastroso espirítu posee tu tierra:
donde la tribu unida blandió sus mazas,
hoy se...

A night: mysterious, tender, quiet, deep;
Heavy with flowers; full of life asleep;
Thrilling with insect voices; thick with stars;
No cloud between the dewdrops and red Mars;
The small earth whirling softly on her way,
The moonbeams and the waterfalls at...

A compter nos brebis je remplace ma mère ;
Dans nos riches enclos j'accompagne mon père ;
J'y travaille avec lui. C'est moi de qui la main,
Au retour de l'été, fait résonner l'airain
Pour arrêter bientôt d'une ruche troublée
Avec ses jeunes rois la jeunesse envolée...

The garden beds I wandered by
  One bright and cheerful morn,
When I found a new-fledged butterfly,
  A-sitting on a thorn,
A black and crimson butterfly,
  All doleful and forlorn.

I thought that life could have no sting
  To infant...

Razón, consuelo, has tenido
al decir que tu traslado
ningún artista ha logrado
que te salga parecido.
Pero no es justo que estés
demostrando airado pecho
con ellos, por no haber hecho
lo que posible no es:
ya que cincel y pinceles
en tu...

On the wide veranda white,
In the purple failing light,
Sits the master while the sun is lowly burning;
And his dreamy thoughts are drowned
In the softly flowing sound
Of the corn-songs of the field-hands slow returning.

        Oh, we hoe de co’...

Her hair was tawny with gold, her eyes with purple were dark,
Her cheeks’ pale opal burnt with a red and restless spark.

Never was lady of Milan nobler in name and in race;
Never was lady of Italy fairer to see in the face.

Never was lady on earth more true as...

What bird is that, with voice so sweet,
  Sings to the sun from yonder tree?
What girl is that so slim and fleet,
Comes through the cane her love to meet?
  Foli zo-zo, sing merrily.
  The pretty girl she comes to me!

What wind is that upon the...