From Don Quixote By Miguel De Cervantes Chapter 14 Where May be Found the Desperate Verses of the Deceased Shephered With More Unexpected Events Chrysostoms Song Old Tagus with his yellow hair And Betis with her olive wreath Shall never echo such despair Or listen to such notes of death As here Ill utter and repeat From hill to dale, from rock to cave In wilds untrod by human feet In dungeons dreary as the grave The beasts of prey that scour the plain Shall thy more savage nature know The spacious earth resound my strain Such is the privelege of woe! English Translation: Old Tagus with his Cowardly Hair And Betis with her Olive Wreath Shall never echo such despair Or listen to such notes of death As here Ill utter and repeat From hill to dale, from hiding place to hiding place In places where no man has ever gone before In Prisions of affliction, dreary as the grave Those out for blood that are all over this unknown exploration Shall thy more Savage nature know The World echo my complaint Such is the Privelege of Woe!
Posted on: Fri, 17 Oct 2014 15:31:47 +0000
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