Lope de Vega

“ That by your caution thou shalt nothing lose.
Lidio. For me enough it is to know
I deal with one of gentle birth,
And one so honest as Marin.
Marin. This very night we'll join a merry crew,
And with guitar and dance will revel at our ease. ”

“ Whose unsullied name he bears?
The parents of the lady will dispute,
Some clamorous creditors will their quittance press,
And then the young and trusting wife,
All tears and jealous rage, and pale,
Will fear he loves another ”

“ We meet to hold sweet converse 'neath the trees,
Despite the hatred of our houses.
Hear me, Anselmo; art thou not my friend?
And thou, Marin, my servant?
I yield me to this fond delight,
Madness, delusion, if ye will,
And with me he who loves me well.
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(Some lines are wanting [errata 1] ) .
Anselmo. Although my heart be heavy as a stone,
I'll aid thee, though I face a thousand deaths.
Marin. Am I not most rashly brave? I'll live
And die with thee, my lord, my aid I'll give. ”