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• We thank you for the pure white fire of his goodness, for the red sword of justice in his hand, for the love he bears his leal people.
• The lealest lover time can show, / Doomed for a lady-love to languish, / Among these solitudes doth go, / A prey to every kind of anguish. / Why Love should like a spiteful foe / Thus use him, he hath no idea, / But hogsheads full--this doth he know-- / Don Quixote's tears are on the flow, / And all for distant Dulcinea / Del Toboso.