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The toilsome end and conclusion of Sancho Panza's government.
To think the affairs of this life are always to remain in the same state, is an erroneous fancy. The face of things rather seems continually to change and roll with circular motion; summer succeeds the spring, autumn the summer, winter the autumn, and then spring again. So time proceeds in this perpetual round; only the life of man is ever hastening to its end, swifter than time itself, without hopes to be renewed, unless in the next, that is unlimited and infinite. For even by the light of nature, and without that of faith, many have discovered the swiftness and instability of this present being, and the duration of the eternal life which is expected. But this moral reflection of our author is here chiefly intended to shew the uncertainty of Sancho's fortune, how soon it vanished like a dream, and how from his high preferment he returned to his former low station.
It was now but the seventh night, after so many days of his
government, when the careful governor had betaken himself to
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his repose, sated not with bread and wine, but cloyed with hearing
causes, pronouncing sentences, making statutes, and putting
out orders and proclamations. Scarce was sleep beginning to
close his eyes, when of a sudden he heard a great noise of bells,
and most dreadful outcries, as if the whole island had been sinking.
Presently he started, and sat up in bed, and listened with
great attention, to try if he could learn how far this uproar might
concern him. But, while he was thus hearkening in the dark, a
great number of drums and trumpets were heard, and that sound
being added to the noise of the bells and the cries, gave so dreadful
an alarm, that his fear and terror increased, and he was in
a sad consternation. Quitting his bed, he ran and opened his
chamber-door, and saw about twenty men come running along
the galleries with lighted torches in one hand, and drawn swords
in the other, all crying out, "Arm! my lord governor, arm! a
world of enemies are got into the island, and we are undone,
unless your valour and conduct relieve us!" Thus bawling and
running with great fury and disorder, they got to the door where
Sancho stood, quite scared out of his senses. "What would you
have me arm for?" cried Sancho; "do I know any thing of
arms or fighting, think you? Why do you not rather send
for Don Quixote, my master? he will despatch your enemies
in a trice. Alas, I understand nothing of this hasty service."
"For shame, my lord governor," said another; "what
a faint-heartedness is this? See, we bring you here arms offensive
and defensive; arm yourself and march to the market-place;
be our leader and captain as you ought, and shew yourself a governor."
"Why, then, arm me; and good luck attend me!"
quoth Sancho. With that they brought him two large shields,
which (...)
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