Spanish & Portuguese
Garcilaso de la Vega
Garcilaso de la Vega was a Spanish soldier and poet, born at Toledo around 1501 into a noble family. He served Emperor Charles V in his campaigns, fought in the expedition to Tunis in 1535, and was fatally wounded in 1536 while leading an assault at Le Muy in Provence.
Often called the prince of Castilian poets, he brought the Italian forms of Petrarch and Sannazaro into Spanish verse: the sonnet, the hendecasyllabic line, the eclogue and the elegy. His poems were published after his death alongside those of his friend Juan Boscán. This archive holds J. H. Wiffen's English verse translation of his works, published in London in 1823.
Poems (55)
- Eclogue I: To Don Pedro de Toledo, Viceroy of Naples
- Eclogue II
- Eclogue III: To the Lady Maria de la Cueva, Countess of Ureña
- Elegy I: To the Duke of Alva
- Elegy II: To Boscán
- Epistle to Boscán
- Ode I: To the Flower of Gnido
- Ode II: To his Lady
- Ode III: To his Lady
- Ode IV: Written in Exile
- Ode V: The Progress of Passion for his Lady
- Sonnet I: When I sit down to contemplate my case
- Sonnet II: At length into thy hands I come--to die
- Sonnet III: Awhile my hopes will tower aloft in air
- Sonnet IV: Lady, thy face is written in my soul
- Sonnet V: By rugged ways I reach towards a bourn
- Sonnet VI: He who has lost so much, stern Deity
- Sonnet VII: From that illumined face, pure, mild, and sweet
- Sonnet VIII: If I live on, dear Lady, in the void
- Sonnet IX: Oh lovely gifts, by me too fatal found
- Sonnet X: In order to restrain this mad desire
- Sonnet XI: Strange icy throes the arms of Daphne bind
- Sonnet XII: As a fond mother, whose sick infant lies
- Sonnet XIII: If lamentations and complaints could rein
- Sonnet XIV: Epitaph on his Brother, D. Fernando de Guzman
- Sonnet XV: Fate! in my griefs sole agent, how have I
- Sonnet XVI: Thinking the path I journeyed led me right
- Sonnet XVII: If I am wax to thy sweet will, and hence
- Sonnet XVIII: To Julio Cæsar Caracciola
- Sonnet XIX: So strongly are the cruel winds combined
- Sonnet XX: To D. Alonso de Avalo, Marquis del Vasto
- Sonnet XXI: With keen desire to see what the fine swell
- Sonnet XXII: As, love, the lily and purpureal rose
- Sonnet XXIII: Prostrate on earth the lofty column lies
- Sonnet XXIV: From Ausias March
- Sonnet XXV: To Boscán
- Sonnet XXVI: Wild doubts, that floating in my brain delight
- Sonnet XXVII: Within my spirit was conceived in train
- Sonnet XXVIII: I am for ever bathed in tears, I rend
- Sonnet XXIX: Past now the countries of the Midland Main
- Sonnet XXX: To Boscán, from Goletta
- Sonnet XXXI: I thank thee, Heaven, that I have snapt in twain
- Sonnet XXXII: To Mario Galeota
- Sonnet XXXIII: My tongue goes as grief guides it, and I stray
- Sonnet XXXIV: Entering a valley in a sandy waste
- Sonnet XXXV: Loud blew the winds in anger and disdain
- Sonnet XXXVI: To the Lady Donna Maria de Cardona, Marchioness of Padula
- Sonnet XXXVII: Fair Naiads of the river, that reside
- To his Lady, having Married Another
- To the Same
- On a Departure
- Impromptu to a Lady
- Translation from Ovid
- Comment on a Text
- To Fernando de Acuña