第1頁(第3/8 頁)

any an argunt did he have with the curate of his villa （alearned an, and a graduate of siguenza） as to which had been thebetter knight, palr of england or aadis of gaul aster nicholas,the villa barber, however, ed to say that neither of the caup to the knight of phoeb, and that if there was any that uldpare with hi it was don galaor, the brother of aadis of gaul,becae he had a spirit that was eal to every oasion, and was nofik knight, nor lachryose like his brother, while the atterof valour he was not a whit behd hi short, he beca abrbed his books that he spent his nights fro sunset to sunrise,and his days fro dawn to dark, p over the; and what with littlesleep and uch readg his bras got dry that he lost his witshis fancy grew full of what he ed to read about his books,en插ntnts, arrels, battles, 插llens, wounds, woogs, loves,agonies, and all rts of ipossible nonsense; and it possessed hisd that the whole fabric of vention and fancy he read of was true,that to hi no history the world had ore reality it he ed tosay the cid ruy diaz was a very good knight, but that he was not to bepared with the knight of the burng sword who with one back-strokecut half o fierce and onstro giants he thought ore ofbernardo del carpio becae at roncesvalles he slew roland spite ofen插ntnts, availg hiself of the artifice of hercules when hestrangled antae the n of terra his ars he approved highlyof the giant ante, becae, although of the giant breed which isalways arrogant and ill-nditio