Midi by: Allan Clapp: http://www.dia.net/~aclapp THE ALCALDE' THE ALCALDE' OF THIS QUAINT SPANISH TOWN WAS INDULGING IN A SIESTA AT TWO ONE DAY. HE DREAMED OF THIS BEAUTIFUL SENORITA WHO LIVED NOT TOO FAR AWAY.
HER HAIR WAS BLACK AS RAVENS' WINGS, HER EYES WERE LARGE AND BLACK AS COAL, WHENEVER HE SAW HER, IT MADE HIS HEART SING WITH LOVE, AND DESIRED HER AS HIS OWN.
HIS DREAM WAS FILLED WITH WONDERMENT AT HER BEAUTY SO PURE AND DIVINE. AS HE THOUGHT OF HER IN UTTER CONTENT, HE WONDERED IF THE DREAM WERE A SIGN
THAT HE SHOULD ASK HER FATHER FOR A MEETING AND DISCUSS HIS FEELING FOR THIS MAIDEN. SHE WAS NEVER ALLOWED TO MEET A MAN ALONE, FOR WITH A DUENNA SHE WAS LADEN.
THE MAYOR (ALCALDE') WAS A HANDSOME MAN, HE HAD NEVER MARRIED AT ALL. HE WAS MIDDLE-AGED, WELL-BUILT, AND TAN, HE WAS SIX-FOOT, TWO-INCHES TALL.
HE CALLED UPON THE FATHER TO TALK OF THE MAID, BUT THE FATHER WAS SO VERY ALOOF, FOR HE WANTED SOMEONE FOR HIS DAUGHTER THAT WOULD TREAT HER WELL, AND BE TRUE.
THE ALCALDE' PROMISED HE WOULD GIVE HIS LIFE FOR THE SENORITA, EVER SO FAIR, SO HER FATHER BROUGHT HIS DAUGHTER AND DUENNA TO MEET THE ALCALDE' THERE.
IT WAS LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT FOR THE BEAUTIFUL GIRL, SHE HAD SEEN HIM AT A DISTANCE BEFORE, BUT HAD NEVER BEEN ALLOWED TO MEET THIS MAN, WHOM SHE HAD BEEN PINING FOR.
THE FATHER SENT HER AND DUENNA TO HER ROOM WHILE HE DISCUSSED THE MARRIAGE PLANS, THE ALCALDE' AGREED WITH THE DOWRY TO BE GIVEN, AND HE WAS PROMISED THE MAIDEN'S HAND.
THE WEDDING DAY WAS SET FOR EIGHT MONTHS AWAY, THE ALCALDE' COULD HARDLY WAIT TO MAKE HER HIS BRIDE, HIS MOST BEAUTIFUL BRIDE, AND HAVE HER FOR HIS WIFE ALWAYS.
AS THE DAYS TURNED TO WEEKS, THE WEEKS TURNED TO MONTHS, AND SOON THE WEDDING DREW NEAR. ANITA, THE BEAUTIFUL MAIDEN, WAS SO VERY NERVOUS THAT IT ALMOST TURNED INTO FEAR.
THE WEDDING DAY FINALLY ARRIVED, IT WAS A BEAUTIFUL DAY IN JUNE, SHE WORE OLD SPANISH LACE EMBROIDERED WITH PEARLS, AND A VEIL SHAPED AS A PLUME,
IT FLOWED BEHIND HER AS FEATHERS IN THE BREEZE, SHE MOVED AS SOFTLY AS A DANCER OF BALLET, ANITA BECAME THE BEAUTIFUL BRIDE, THE VERY PRIDE THAT WOULD EVER BELONG TO THE ALCALDE'.
THE ALCALDE' CHERISHED HER SO DEARLY. AND EVERYONE IN THE LITTLE TOWN KNEW HE WANTED A SON FROM HIS BRIDE. A YEAR PASSSED, AND AT LAST, THE ALCALDE' HAD HIS SON BY HIS SIDE.
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