Who confesseth thee betimes,
And Per Anton, our good Provost,
And the goat-herd Gaffer Grimes;
Make clean sweep of the Esplandians,
Who have dinned us with their clatter;
Call thou in a ghostly hermit,
Who may aid thee in the matter.'
'Well thou speakest,' up and answered
Don Quixote, nowise dumb;
'Hie thee to the Rock of Dolour,