Mirror Of Cintra

_Translated from the original Portuguese on a marble slab in the garden of Don Juan De Castro_,_ at Cintra_.

Tiny fields in charming order, Which the jagged forests border; Sheltered valleys downward wending, 'Midst the rocks to heaven ascending; Silvery fountains turbid never, Foliage dense which bloometh ever; Ceaseless Zephyrs gently playing, Satyrs, fawns by thousands straying; Nymphs, with fair bewitching faces, Form of Cintra's clime the graces.

1840.