SMILES for him, yes, and tears -- but most of all Envy, for that he set his soul to win Virtue and love and valor, and their call Upbore him ever above sleight and sin. His Dulcinea was of common earth? And Sancho Panza scarce a trusty squire? Not so: mistimed our pity and our mirth; They live for ever, in his soul's desire. Shiningly sure the Spanish Don was right, Who saw the world through eyes with faith agleam; This melancholy, madcap, errant knight, Who wrought so beautifully -- in his dream! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DISASTER by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY THE LOVER'S MESSAGE; SONG by JOHN DRYDEN MORAL ESSAYS: EPISTLE 4. TO RICHARD BOYLE, EARL BURLINGTON by ALEXANDER POPE THE LAST SUPPER by RAINER MARIA RILKE ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 63 by PHILIP SIDNEY PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 47. AL-HAKIM by EDWIN ARNOLD PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 64. AL-KAIYUM by EDWIN ARNOLD |