Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
Spain, Portugal, Belgium, and Holland: Vols. XIV–XV. 1876–79.

Spain: Granada

The Muleteers of Granada

By Thomas Moore (1779–1852)

O THE JOYS of our evening posada,

Where, resting at close of day,

We, young muleteers of Granada,

Sit and sing the sunshine away;

So merry that even the slumbers,

That round us hung, seem gone:

Till the lute’s soft drowsy numbers

Again beguile them on.

O the joys of our merry posada,

Where, resting at close of day,

We, young muleteers of Granada,

Thus sing the gay moments away.

Then as each to his loved sultana

In sleep still breathes the sigh,

The name of some black-eyed Tirana

Escapes our lips as we lie.

Till, with morning’s rosy twinkle,

Again we ’re up and gone,—

While the mule-bell’s drowsy tinkle

Beguiles the rough way on.

O, the joys, etc.