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I've heard all the voices
of God's noblest creature.
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Moans from bundles of filth
in the street.
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I've been a soldier and a slave.
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I've seen my comrades
fall in battle...
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or die more slowly
under the lash in Africa.
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I've held them
at the last moment.
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These were men
who saw life as it is.
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Yet they died despairing.
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No glory, no brave last words.
:26:38
Only their eyes,
filled with confusion...
:26:43
questioning why.
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I do not think they were
asking why they were dying...
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but why they had ever lived.
:26:57
When life itself seems lunatic,
who knows where madness lies?
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Perhaps to be too practical
is madness.
:27:04
To surrender dreams,
this may be madness.
:27:06
To seek treasure
where there is only trash...
:27:09
too much sanity may be madness!
:27:12
And maddest of all...
:27:14
to see life as it is
and not as it should be!
:27:19
I am I, Don Quixote
:27:21
The Lord of La Mancha
:27:24
Destroyer of evil am I
:27:28
I will march to the sound
:27:31
Of the trumpets of glory
:27:34
Forever to conquer or die
:27:41
I don't understand.
:27:42
Don't understand what,
my friend?
:27:45
Why you're so cheerful.
:27:46
First you find your lady,
then you lose her.
:27:49
Never lost.
:27:50
Well, she ran off
with those muleteers.
:27:52
Doubtless for some high purpose.
:27:54
High purpose
with those low characters?
:27:56
Sancho, always thine eye sees
evil in preference to good.