The History of the Valorous & Witty Knight-errant Don Quixote of the Mancha, Volume 3

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Macmillan and Company limited, 1900 - Spanish literature
 

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Page 351 - SHERIDAN'S PLAYS. I vol. MALORY'S MORTE DARTHUR. 2 vols. STERNE'S TRISTRAM SHANDY AND SENTIMENTAL JOURNEY. 2 vols. BOSWELL'S LIFE OF JOHNSON. 3 vols. CARLYLE'S FRENCH REVOLUTION. 2 vols. FIELDING'S TOM JONES. 2 vols. WHITE'S NATURAL HISTORY OF SELBORNE. i voL...
Page 9 - Before day, the fellow with the lances and halberts was gone, and somewhat after the Scholar and the Page came to take leave of Don Quixote, the one to return homeward, and the other to prosecute his intended voyage, and, for a relief, Don Quixote gave him six shillings. Master Peter would have no more to do with him, for he knew him too well. So he got up before the sun, and, gathering the relics of the motion together, and his ape, he betook him to his adventures. The Venter, that knew not Don...
Page 3 - ... without being able to get down. But see how Heaven is merciful, and sends relief in the greatest distress ! Now Don Gayferos rides up to her, and, not fearing to tear her rich gown, lays hold on it, and at one pull brings her down ; and then at one lift sets her astride upon his horse's crupper, bidding her to sit fast, and clap her arms about him, that she might not fall ; for the lady Melisendra was not used to that kind of riding.
Page 163 - You must know, gentlemen," said she, " that it is now ten years that my father has kept me close ever since my mother died. We have a small chapel, richly adorned, in the house, where we hear mass ; and in all that time I have seen nothing but the sun by day, and the moon and stars by night ; neither do I know what streets, squares, marketplaces, and churches are, no nor men, except my father, my brother, and that Pedro Perez the woolfarmer, whom I at first would have passed upon you for my father,...
Page 7 - And this was it that stirred up my choler ; and to accomplish my profession of knight-errant, my meaning was to succour those that fled, and to this good purpose I did all that you have seen, which if it fell out unluckily, 'twas no fault of mine, but of my wicked persecutors...
Page 340 - Having finished the will, he fell into a swooning fit, and extended his body to the full length in the bed. All the company were troubled and alarmed, and ran to his assistance : However he came to himself at last: But relapsed into the like fits almost every hour, for the space of three days that he lived after he had made his will. The whole family was in grief and confusion ; and yet, after all, the niece continued to eat, the housekeeper drank, and washed down sorrow ; and Sancho...
Page 5 - Peter tumbled and squatted down, he had clipped his mazard as easily as if it had been made of marchpane. Master Peter cried out, saying, ' Hold, Signior Don Quixote, hold ; and know that these you hurl down, destroy, and kill are not real Moors, but shapes made of pasteboard.
Page 336 - Hold your peace, I pray you! Collect your wits together, and let us leave all these discourses; that which hath hitherto served me to my hurt and detriment, my death, by the assistance of heaven, shall turn to my good and redound to my profit. Good sirs, I perceive and feel death doth follow at my heels. Let us leave off and quit all merriments and jesting, and let me have a confessor to shrive me and a notary to draw my last will and testament. In the extremity where unto I now find and feel myself,...
Page 2 - Saragosa ; and look you there how Don Gayferos is playing at tables according to the song : " Now Don Gayferos at Tables doth play, Unmindful of Melisendra away." And that personage that peeps out there with a crown on his head and a sceptre in his hand is the Emperor Charlemaine, the supposed father of the said Melisendra, who, grieved with the sloth and neglect of his son-in-law, comes to chide him : and mark with what vehemency and earnestness he rates him, as if he meant to give him half-a-dozen...
Page 2 - Paris and her spouse, the only comforts in her imprisonment. Behold, also, a strange accident now that happens, perhaps never the like seen ! See you not that Moor that comes fair and softly, with his finger in his mouth, behind Melisendra ? Look what a smack he gives her in the midst of her lips, and how suddenly she begins to spit and to wipe them with her white...

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