Merry Tormes
Men of La Mancha
“Carters and peasants
found me soft to the touch.
I’ve had my fill of everything,
save money, youth, power, fame …
yet pleasure brings its own reward.
I never treasured money
more than the sweet caress,
flesh on treasured flesh.
Better a trellised bed
with horsehair blankets
than that bed of sour, dry earth
where I will one day lie.
Come:
let us strike a bargain,
for when midnight strikes
there’s no one prettier than I
for that is the hour of my greatest
power.
Lead me then to where
I can get your full attention.
But keep me far from madmen
who call me outlandish names:
virgin, maiden, sweet and chaste …
… all foreign to my every intention.”
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