Page:The History of the Valorous and Wity Knight-Errant, Don-Quixote of the Mancha.djvu/22



HOU that my doleful Life didst imitate, When absent, and disdained it befel, Devoid of Joy, I a repentant State Did lead, and on the Poor Rock's Top did dwell, Thou that the Streams, so often from thine Eyes Didst suck, of scalding Tears disgustful Brine: And without Pewter, Copper, Plate likewise, Was't on the bare Earth oft constriain'd to dine: Live of one Thing secure eternally, That whilst bright Phœbus shall his Horses spur Through the fourth Sphere's dilated Monarchy, Thy Name shall be renowned, near and furfar [sic]. And as 'mongst Countries, thine is best alone, So shall thine Author, Peers on Earth have none.