CÓMO FALLÓ MACÍAS

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We in this radiant circle looked so long
That we found out Macías; in a bower
Of cypress was he weeping still the hour
That ended his dark life and love in wrong.
Nearer I drew for sympathy was strong
In me, when I perceived he was from Spain;
And there I heard him sing the saddest strain
That e'er was tuned in elegiac song.