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AMADIS OF GAUL TO DON QUIXOTE DE LA MANCHA.

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[From the Spanish.]

Thou, who didst imitate the mournful manner
Of my most lonely and despisëd life,
And—leaving joy for suffering and strife—
Upon the bare hill-side didst pitch thy banner!
Thou, whose unshamëd eyes with tears oft ran o'er—
Salt, dripping tears!—when, giving up all proper
Vessels of use, silver, and tin, and copper,
Thou atest earth's herbs on the earth,—a woeful dinner!
Rest thou content, Sir Knight! Ever and ever—

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Or, at the least, while thro' the hemispheres
Golden Apollo drives his glittering mares—
Famous and praised shall be thy high endeavour!
Thy land of birth the glory of all nations!
Thy chronicler's, the crown of reputations!