He repeated it, and this time he continued, in an intense, well-articulated voice, until he had recited the last of the forty sonnets by the cavalier of amours and arms Don Garcilaso de la Vega, killed in his prime by a stone hurled in battle.When he had finished, Cayetano took Sierva María's hand and placed it over his heart. Something stirred in the heart of Sierva María, for she wanted to hear the verse again. Most of them for a Portuguese lady of very ordinary charms who was never his, first because he was married, and then because she married another man and died before he did." "He wrote three eclogues, two elegies, five songs, and forty sonnets. "It is a verse by the grandfather of my great-great-grandmother," he explained. "O sweet treasures, discovered to my sorrow." She did not understand. “He had not stopped looking into her eyes, and she showed no signs of faltering.
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