Browse Sort by: Title Poems, Essays, and Leaves from a Note Book "His doublet loose, his right arm backward flung, / His left caressing close the long-necked lute." "Fedalma, it is Silva!" "Night-black the charger, black the rider's plume." "Bright, O bright Fedalma!" "Circling, she lightly bends and lifts on high / The multitudinous-sounding tambourine." "I'll put them on, / Help me, my lord, and you shall see me now / Somewhat as I shall look at Court with you." "You, my child - are you / Halting and wavering?" "Lamps burning low make little atmospheres / Of light amid the dimness." "Where the little stream / Parts a green hollow 'twixt the gentle slopes." "A figure came from out the olive trees." "Down fell the great chief" "Silva, if now between us came a sword" "A steadfast form that held him with its thought" "But he who wears a solitary chain heading the file, has turned to face Fedalma" The Spanish Gypsy The Spanish Gypsy England Yesterday's New Books A Volume of Poems by George Eliot Literary and Other Notes The Embarkment "'Tis a Sword" My Father Comes Fedalma Dances in the Street Death of Zarca Deep Mountain Gorge Fedalma, the Spanish Gypsy The Troubador Fedalma The Spanish Gypsy (1878, Cabinet Edition)