Chapter 4

Thereto the Count gave answer: "Not so the matter ends. For what was and is of evil he shall make me full amends. The Exile shall know swiftly whom he has sought to slight."

Back hastened the ambassador as swiftly as he might. And then my lord Cid of Bivár knew how the matter lay, And that without a battle they could not get away.

LVII. "Ha! lay aside your booty now, every cavalier, And take in hand your weapons, and get on your battle-gear. Count don Remónd against us will deliver battle strong; Great bands of Moors and Christians he brings with him along. He will not for any reason without fighting let us go. Here let us have the battle since they pursue us so. So get you on your armour and girth the horses tight. Down the hill they come in hosen and their saddles are but light, And loose their girths. Each man of us has a Galician selle, And moreover with the jackboots are our hosen covered well. We should beat them though we numbered but fivescore cavaliers. Before they reach the level, let us front them with the spears. For each you strike three saddles thereby shall empty go. Who was the man he hunted, Remónd Berenguél shall know This day in Tévar's pine grove, who would take from me my prey."

LVIII. When thus the Cid had spoken, were all in good array; They had taken up their weapons and each had got to horse. They beheld the Frankish army down the hill that held its course. And at the end of the descent, close to the level land, The Cid who in good hour was born, to charge them gave command. And this did his good henchmen perform with all their heart; With the pennons and the lances they nobly played their part, Smiting at some, and others overthrowing in their might. He who was born in happy hour has conquered in the fight. There the Count don Remónd he took a prisoner of war, And Coláda the war-falchion worth a thousand marks and more.

LIX. By the victory there much honor unto his beard he did. And then the Count to his own tent was taken by the Cid. He bade his squires guard him. From the tent he hastened then. From every side together about him came his men. The Cid was glad, so mighty were the spoils of that defeat. For the lord Cid don Rodrigo they prepared great stock of meat. But namely the Count don Remónd, thereby he set no store. To him they brought the viands, and placed them him before. He would not eat, and at them all he mocked with might and main:

"I will not eat a mouthful for all the wealth in Spain; Rather will I lose my body and forsake my soul forby, Since beaten in the battle by such tattered louts was I."

LX. My lord the Cid Roy Diaz you shall hearken what he said: "Drink of the wine I prithee, Count, eat also of the bread. If this thou dost, no longer shalt thou be a captive then; If not, then shalt thou never see Christendom again."

LXI. "Do thou eat, don Rodrigo, and prepare to slumber sweet. For myself I will let perish, and nothing will I eat." And in no way were they able to prevail till the third day, Nor make him eat a mouthful while they portioned the great prey.

LXII. "Ho! Count, do thou eat somewhat," even so my lord Cid spoke, "If thou dost not eat, thou shalt not look again on Christian folk; If in such guise thou eatest that my will is satisfied, Thyself, Count, and, moreover, two noblemen beside Will I make free of your persons and set at liberty."

And when the Count had heard it exceeding glad was he. "Cid, if thou shalt perform it, this promise thou dost give, Thereat I much shall marvel as long as I shall live." "Eat then, oh Count; when fairly thy dinner thou hast ta'en I will then set at liberty thee and the other twain. But what in open battle thou didst lose and I did earn, Know that not one poor farthing's worth to thee will I return, For I need it for these henchmen who hapless follow me. They shall be paid with what I win from others as from thee. With the Holy Father's favor we shall live after this wise, Like banished men who have not any grace in the King's eyes."

Glad was the Count. For water he asked his hands to lave. And that they brought before him, and quickly to him gave. The Count of Barcelona began to eat his fill With the men the Cid had given him, and God! with what a will! He who in happy hour was born unto the Count sate near:

"Ha! Count, if now thou dinest not with excellent good cheer, And to my satisfaction, here we shall still delay, And we twain in no manner shall go forth hence away." Then said the Count: "Right gladly and according to my mind!" With his two knights at that season in mighty haste he dined. My lord the Cid was well content that all his eating eyed, For the Count don Remónd his hands exceeding nimbly plied.

"If thou art pleased, my lord the Cid, in guise to go are we. Bid them bring to us our horses; we will mount speedily. Since I was first Count, never have I dined with will so glad, Nor shall it be forgotten what joy therein I had."

They gave to them three palfreys. Each had a noble selle. Good robes of fur they gave them, and mantles fair as well. Count don Remónd rode onward with a knight on either side. To the camp's end the Castilian along with them did ride.

"Ha! Count, forth thou departest to freedom fair and frank; For what thou hast left with me I have thee now to thank. If desire to avenge it is present to thy mind, Send unto me beforehand when thou comest me to find. Either that thou wilt leave thy goods or part of mine wilt seize."

"Ha! my lord Cid, thou art secure, be wholly at thine ease. Enough have I paid to thee till all this year be gone. As for coming out to find thee, I will not think thereon."

LXIII. The Count of Barcelona spurred forth. Good speed he made. Turning his head he looked at them, for he was much afraid Lest my lord the Cid repent him; the which the gallant Cid Would not have done for all the world. Base deed he never did. The Count is gone. He of Bivár has turned him back again; He began to be right merry, and he mingled with his train. Most great and wondrous was the spoil that they had won in war, So rich were his companions that they knew not what they bore.

CANTAR II

THE MARRIAGE OF THE CID'S DAUGHTERS

LXIV. Here of my lord Cid of Bivár begins anew the Song. Within the pass of Alucát my lord Cid made him strong, He has left Zaragoza and the lands that near it lie, And all the coasts of Montalban and Huésca he passed by, And unto the salt ocean he began the way to force. In the East the sun arises; thither he turned his course. On Jérica and Almenár and Onda he laid hand, Round about Bórriana he conquered all the land.

LXV. God helped him, the Creator in Heaven that doth dwell Beside these Murviédro hath the Cid ta'en as well. Then that the Lord was on his side, the Cid beheld it clear. In the city of Valencia arose no little fear.

LXVI. It irked them in Valencia. It gave them no delight, Be it known; that to surround him they planned. They marched by night They pulled up at Murviédro to camp as morning broke. My lord the Cid beheld it and wondering much he spoke: "Father in Heaven, mighty thanks must I now proffer Thee. In their lands we dwell and do them every sort of injury; And we have drunk their liquor, of their bread our meal we make. If they come forth to surround us, justly they undertake. Without a fight this matter will in no way be a-paid. Let messengers go seek them who now should bear us aid; Let them go to them in Jérica and Alucát that are And thence to Onda. Likewise let them go to Almenár. Let the men of Bórriana hither at once come in. In this place a pitched battle we shall certainly begin. I trust much will be added to our gain in this essay."

They all were come together in his host on the third day. And he who in good hour was born 'gan speak his meaning clear:

"So may the Creator aid us, my gallants hark and hear. Since we have left fair Christendom--We did not as we would; We could no other--God be praised our fortune has been good. The Valencians besiege us. If here we would remain, They must learn of us a lesson excelling in its pain.

LXVII. "Let the night pass and morning come. Look that ye ready be With arms and horses. We will forth that host of theirs to see.'. Like men gone out in exile into a strange empire, There shall it be determined who is worthy of his hire."

VIII. Minaya Alvar Fañez, hark what he said thereto: "Ho! Campeador, thy pleasure in all things may we do. Give me of knights an hundred, I ask not one other man. And do thou with the others smite on them in the van While my hundred storm their rearward, upon them thou shalt thrust-- Ne'er doubt it. We shall triumph as in God is all my trust." Whatsoever he had spoken filled the Cid with right good cheer

And now was come the morning, and they donned their battle gear. What was his task of battle every man of them did know. At the bleak of day against them forth did the lord Cid go. "In God's name and Saint James', my knights, strike hard into the war, And manful. The lord Cid am I, Roy Diaz of Bivár!"

You might see a many tent-ropes everywhither broken lie, And pegs wrenched up; the tent-posts on all sides leaned awry. The Moors were very many. To recover they were fain, But now did Alvar Fañez on their rearward fall amain. Though bitterly it grieved them, they had to fly and yield. Who could put trust in horsehoofs, and forthwith fled the field. Two kings of the Moriscos there in the rout they slew; And even to Valencia the chase did they pursue. And mighty is the booty my lord the Cid had ta 'en. They ravaged all the country and then turned back again. They brought to Murviédro the booty of the foes. And great was the rejoicing in the city that arose. Cebólla have they taken and all the lands anear. In Valencia they knew not what to do for very fear. Of my lord Cid the great tidings, be it known, on all sides spread.

LXIX. His renown afar is spreading. Beyond the sea it sped. Glad were the companies the Cid a glad man was he That God had given him succor and gained that victory. And they sent forth their harriers. By night they marched away, They reached unto Culléra, and to Játiva came they. And ever downward even to Dénia town they bore. And all the Moorish country by the sea he wasted sore. Peñacadéll, outgoing and entrance, have they ta'en.

LXX. When the Cid took Peñacadéll, it was great grief and pain To them who in Culléra and in Játiva did dwell, And sorrow without measure in Valencia befell.

LXXI. Three years those towns to conquer in the Moorish land he bode, Winning much; by day he rested, and at night was on the road.

LXXll. On the dwellers in Valencia they wrought chastisement sore, From the town they dared not sally against him to make war. He harried all their gardens and a mighty ruin made; And all those years their harvest in utter waste he laid. Loud lamented the Valencians, for sore bested they were, Nor could find in any quarter any sort of provender; Nor could the father aid the son, nor the son aid the sire, Nor comrade comfort comrade. Gentles, 'tis hardship dire To lack for bread, and see our wives and children waste away. They saw their own affliction and no hope of help had they.

To the King of Morocco had they sent the tidings on. 'Gainst the lord of Montes Claros on a great war was he gone. He counselled not. He came not to aid them in the war.

My lord the Cid had heard it. His heart was glad therefor; And forth from Murviédro he marched away by night. He was in the fields of Monreál at the breaking of the light. Through Aragon the tidings he published, and Navarre, And through the Marches of Castile he spread the news afar: Who poverty would put away and riches would attain, Let him seek the Cid, whoever of a soldier's life is fain. Valencia to beleaguer he desireth to go down, That he may unto the Christians deliver up the town

LXXIII. "Valencia to beleaguer, who fain would march with me Let none come hither to me, if his choice be not free. Is nought that may compel him along with me to fare-- Canál de Celfa for three days I will tarry for him there."

LXXIV. So my lord Cid hath spoken, the loyal Campeador. He turned back to Murviedo that he had ta'en in war. Be it known into all quarters went the word forth. None were fain To delay who smelt the plunder. Crowds thronged to him amain, Good christened folk, and ringing went his tidings far and wide; And more men came unto him than departed from his side. He of Bivár, my lord the Cid, great growth of riches had. When he saw the bands assembled, he began to be right glad. My lord Cid, don Rodrigo, for nothing would delay. He marched against Valencia and smote on it straightway. Well did the Cid surround it; till the leaguer closed about. He thwarted their incomings, he checked their goings out. To seek for alien succor he gave them time of grace; And nine full months together he sat down before the place, And when the tenth was coming, to yield it were they fain.

And great was the rejoicing in the city that did reign, When the lord Cid took Valencia and within the town had won. All of his men were cavaliers that erst afoot had gone. Who the worth of gold and silver for your pleasure could declare? They all were rich together as many as were there. For himself the Cid Rodrigo took the fifth part of all, And coined marks thirty thousand unto his share did fall. Who could tell the other treasure? Great joy the Cid befell And his men, when the flag-royal tossed o'er the citadel.

LXXV. The Cid and his companions they rested in the place Unto the King of Seville the tiding came apace: Ta'en is Valencia city; for him 'tis held no more.

With thirty thousand armed men he came to look them o'er. Nigh to the plain a battle they pitched both stiff and strong. But the lord Cid long-bearded hath overthrown that throng. And even unto Játiva in a long rout they poured. You might have seen all bedlam on the Jucar by the ford, For there the Moors drank water but sore against their will. With bet thee strokes upon him 'scaped the Sovereign of Seville. And then with all that booty the Cid came home again. Great was Valencia's plunder what time the town was ta'en, But that the spoils of that affray were greater yet, know well. An hundred marks of silver to each common soldier fell. How had shed that noble's fortune now lightly may you guess.

LXXVI. There was among those Christians excelling happiness For my lord Roy Diaz that was born in a season of good grace. And now his beard was growing; longer it grew apace. For this the Cid had spoken, this from his mouth said he, "By my love for King Alphonso the king who banished me," That the shears should not shear it, nor a single hair dispart, That so the Moors and Christians might ponder it at heart.

And resting in Valencia did the lord Cid abide, With Minaya Alvar Fañez who would not leave his side. They who went forth to exile of riches had good store. To all men in Valencia, the gallant Campeador Gave houses and possessions whereof they were right glad. All men of the Cid's bounty good testimony had. And of them that had come later well content was every one. My lord Cid saw it plainly that they fain would get them gone, With the goods that they had taken, if unhindered they might go. The lord Cid gave his order (Minaya counselled so) That if any man that with him in richer case did stand Should take his leave in secret and fail to kiss his hand, If they might overtake him and catch him as he fled, They would seize his goods and bring him unto the gallows-head. Lo! was it well looked after. Counsel he took again With Minaya Alvar Fañez "An it be that thou art fain, Gladly would I know, Minaya, what may the number be Of my henchmen, as at present, that have gained aught by me. I shall set it down in writing. Let them well the number scan, Lest one depart in secret and I should miss the man. To me and my companions his goods shall be restored, All they who guard Valencia and keep the outer ward.

"The measure is well counselled," said Minaya therewithal.

LXXVII. He bade them meet together at the palace, in the hall. When he found them met together he had them numbered o'er. Bivár's great Cid had with him thousands three, and thirty score. His heart was glad within him, and a smile was on his face. "Thanks be to God, Minaya, and to Mary Mother's grace. Out from Bivár the city we led a lesser power. Wealth have we, and shall have greater as at some later hour.

"Minaya, if it please thee, if it seemeth good to thee, To Castile I fain would send thee, where our possessions be, Unto the King Alphonso that is my lord by right. Out of the mighty plunder we won here in the fight I would give him five score horses, the which to him now take; kiss thou his hand and earnestly plead with him for the sake Of my wife Xiména and the twain, maids of my blood that be, If yet it be his pleasure that they be brought to me.

I will send for them. But be it known how this my message runs: The lady of my lord the Cid and her maids, my little ones, Men shall seek for in such fashion that They shall come to the strange country we have conquered by our might."

To him Minaya answered: "Yea and with right good heart." After they thus had spoken they got ready to depart. The Cid to Alvar Fañez an hundred men decreed To do his will, and serve him on the journey at his need. And he bade give to San Pedro marks of silver fifty score, And beside to Abbot Sancho a full five hundred morn

LXXVIII. Of these things while they were joyous, came thither from the East, A clerk, the Bishop don Jerome, so all men called that priest. Excelling was his knowledge, and prudent was his rede, 'Twas a mighty man of valor afoot or on the steed. Of the Cid's deeds the tidings he was seeking to procure, And he yearned sore, ever sighing for battle with the Moor. If his fill of fight and wounding with his hands he e'er should get, Therefore a Christian never need have reason for regret. When my lord the Cid had heard it, he was well pleased thereby:

"Hark, Minaya Alvar Fañez, by him who is on high, When the Lord God would aid us, let us give Him thanks again. . Round Valencia a bishopric to stablish I am fain, And I will further give it unto this Christian leal. Thou shalt bear with thee good tidings when thou goest to Castile."

LXXIX. Of that saying Alvar Fañez was glad when the Cid spake. Don Jerome his ordination there and then they undertake. In Valencia great riches have they given to his hand. God! how merry was all Christendom that now within the land Of Valencia a bishop of reverend grace had they! Glad therefore was Minaya and took leave and went his way.

LXXX. And now is all Valencia in peaceable estate. Minaya Alvar Fañez to Castile departed straight; His halts I will pass over, nor renew them to the mind. But he sought out Alphonso where the King was to find. The King to Sahagun had gone before some little space, But was come back to Carrión; he might find him in that place. Minaya Alvar Fañez was glad when this was known. With his presents he departed forthwith to Carrión.

LXXXI. Now when the mass was over, thence did Alfonso rise, And Minaya Alvar Fañez came there in noble guise.. In the presence of the people he kneeled upon his knee He fell at don Alphonso's foot, and bitter tears shed he. He kissed his hands; unto the King most lovely words he spake:

LXXII. "A boon my lord Alfonso for the Creator's sake! My lord Cid of the battles has kissed thy hands ere now, Thy hands and thy feet likewise, for his noble lord art thou, If thou favorest him, God's favor come upon thee from above. Thou didst send him into exile and bearest him no love, Though in strange lands he thriveth. Jérica he won in war And Onda, so they call it; so also Almenár, And likewise Murviédro (for a greater town 'tis known), And he has ta'en Cebólla and further Castejón And he has stormed Peñacadéll that is a place of power. He is master of Valencia and these places at this hour. With his own hand the great Campeador a bishop hath ordained. He has forced five pitched battles and in each three victory gained. The gift of the Creator was a very mighty prey, Do thou behold the tokens of the truth of that I say: Here be an hundred horses that in strength and speed excel; With bridle and with saddle each one is furnished well. He kissed thy hands and begged thee thine acceptance to accord. He declares himself thy vassal, and owns thee for his lord."

The King has lifted his right hand and crossed himself thereon: "With what a wondrous booty the Campeador has won I am well pleased in spirit. Saint Isidore to speed! I am glad the Campeador does now so many a fair deed. I accept the gift of horses that the Cid to me has sent"

Though the King thereby was gladdened, was Ordoñez not content;

"Meseems that in the Moorish land is no man any more, Since so his will upon them works the Cid Campeador."

To the Count the King gave answer: "So speak not of him now! In faith he doth me service of a better sort than thou."

And then outspoke Minaya, like a nobleman spoke he: "The Cid, if it shall please thee, desires a boon of thee, For his wife Dame Xiména and his daughters two beside, That they may leave the convent where he left them to abide, And may hasten to Valencia to the noble Campeador." Then said the King in answer: "My heart is glad therefor. That they be given escort I will issue the command, So that they may be protected as they travel through my land From insult and dishonor and whatever harm may be. And when these ladies shall have reached my kingdom's boundary, Have a care how thou shalt serve them, thou and the Campeador. Now hark to me, my vassals, and my courtiers furthermore: I like not that to Roy Diaz any losses shall befall, And therefore to his vassals, the Cid their lord that call, I restore that which I seized on, their possession and their fee. Let them keep their lands, no matter where the Campeador may be From harm and hurt the safety of their persons I accord. This I do that they may lightly render service to their lord."

Minaya Alvar Fañez kissed the King's hand straightway. And the King smiled upon him and a fair word did he say: ''Who'er to serve the Campeador desireh now to ride, As for me, he has permission, and God's grace with him abide. More than by further hatred by this measure shall we gain."

Counsel straightway together held the Heirs of Carrión twain. "The fame of the Cid Campeador grows great on every side, An we might wed his daughters, would our needs be satisfied. Scarce we dare frame this project e'en to ourselves alone; The Cid is of Bivár, and we are Counts of Carrión."

They hatched that plot between them, to none they told the thing. Minaya Alvar Fañez took leave of the good King:. "Ha! goest thou, Minaya? The Creator give thee grace. Take an herald. As I deem it he may help thee in this case. If thou take the ladies, serve them even as they desire. Even unto Medína grant them all that they require. The Campeador shall take them in his charge thenceforward on." After leave ta'en Minaya from the court he got him gone.

LXXXIII. And so the Heirs of Carrión did each with each consent. With Minaya Alvar Fañez in company they went: "In all things thou excellest; likewise in this excel: Greet now my lord Cid of Bivár for us exceeding well, To the utmost of our effort his partisans are we. The Cid, an he will love us, shall get no injury." Said Minaya: "In that proffer naught displeasing I discern."