Excerpt from Folk Songs From the Spanish The words float through the window with the moonlight and the scent of orange-blossoms, fading gently away as the late passer goes farther on.the fields the young wheat, green be neath the smoky olive trees; above, the radiant sky of Andalusia, and the sun showering gold through the limpid air. In front of an inn which stands beside the dusty road just outside the town a girl with pinks in her hair is dancing segw'dz'llas. Near her an Arab eyed youth twangs a guitar. Her friends sit around in a half-circle, clap ping their hands to mark the measure of the dance. Ole! Ole! They cry, at intervals, in gay applause. Ou a table are half-empty glasses of agita dt'ente; yellow flowers bloom near the door of the little inn, a baby tumbles happily about on the brown earth, and a bird hops in a rough wooden cage. The girl's body, lithe and slender, sways alluringly to and fro, the sun flashes on her white teeth and lights a gleam in her sombre eyes. The guitar-playerwatches her gravely, his hand trembles, then he sings. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.