IN THE NIGHT
by: Joaquín Arcadio
- T seems like noon, so bright the
- On the damp forest by the moon's white glow.
- The breeze scarce moves yon oak tree to and fro,
- That mid a thousand others rears its head.
- O'er Zempoala, on an azure bed,
- The evening star rests just above the snow,
- And dimly in the fields the brooklet's flow
- Shows like a silver ribbon far outspread.
- The heavens shine; the hoophoe's note of pain
- Sounds on the mountain, and the echoes send
- Its wail across the broad plains plaintively.
- Phyllis, come follow me, for I would fain
- Enjoy this night; shut up the cot, my friend;
- Upon the hillside I will wait for thee.
--Translated by Alice Stone Blackwell
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"In the Night" is reprinted
from Hispanic Anthology: Poems Translated from the Spanish
by English and North American Poets. Ed. Thomas Walsh. New
York: G.P. Putnam's Sons, 1920.