Sancho

/ skramblingeezer

our jaded squire spent

not his time so vainly

having his stomach well stuffed

and that not with succory water

he carried smoothly away

that whole night in one sleep

if his master had not called him up

neither sunbeams which struck on his visage

nor melody of birds

which were many and did cheerfully

welcome the approach of a new day

could have been able to awake him