¡Ay señor! — dijo la sobrina — , bien los puede vuestra merced mandar quemar, como a los demás, porque no sería mucho que, habiendo sanado mi señor tío de la enfermedad caballeresca, leyendo éstos, se le antojase de hacerse pastor y andarse por los bosques y prados cantando y tañendo; y, lo que sería peor, hacerse poeta; que, según dicen, es enfermedad incurable y pegadiza.
1547 – 1616
Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra (29 September 1547 – 23 April 1616) was a Spanish novelist, poet and playwright. He is most famous for his novel Don Quixote, or Don Quijote de la Mancha, which is considered by many to be the first modern novel, one of the greatest works in Western literature, and the greatest of the Spanish language.
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Avventurose età e benedette quelle che non seppero la spaventevole furia di queste indemoniate macchine dell'artiglieria, l'inventore delle quali io ritengo che sia nell'inferno a ricevere il guiderdone del suo diabolico ritrovato, per mezzo del quale fece sì che un ignobile e codardo braccio possa toglier la vita a un prode cavaliere.
— ¡Ay señor! — dijo la sobrina — , bien los puede vuestra merced mandar quemar, como a los demás, porque no sería mucho que, habiendo sanado mi señor tío de la enfermedad caballeresca, leyendo éstos, se le antojase de hacerse pastor y andarse por los bosques y prados cantando y tañendo; y, lo que sería peor, hacerse poeta; que, según dicen, es enfermedad incurable y pegadiza.
According to what I have heard, true love is not divided and must be voluntary, not forced. If this is true, as I believe it is, why do you want to force me to surrender my will, obliged to do so simply because you say you love me? But if this is not true, then tell me: if the heaven that made me beautiful had made me ugly instead, would it be fair for me to complain that none of you loved me? Moreover, you must consider that I did not choose the beauty I have, and, such as it is, heaven gave it to me freely, without my requesting or choosing it. And just as the viper does not deserve to be blamed for its venom, although it kills, since it was given the venom by nature, I do not deserve to be reproved for being beautiful, for beauty in the chaste woman is like a distant fire or sharp-edged sword: they do not burn or cut the person who does not approach them. Honor and virtue are adornments of the soul, without which the body is not truly beautiful, even if it seems to be so. And if chastity is one of the virtues that most adorn and beautify both body and soul, why should a woman, loved for being beautiful, lose that virtue in order to satisfy the desire of a man who, for the sake of his pleasure, attempts with all his might and main to have her lose it?
Plunge, scoundrel, rogue, monster — for such I take thee to be — plunge, I say, into the mare magnum of their histories; and if thou shalt find that any squire ever said or thought what thou hast said now, I will let thee nail it on my forehead, and give me, over and above, four sound slaps in the face.
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