it at least till the morning, for as my little skill that I lear∣ned when I was a sheep-heard, telleth me, the dawning is not three houres off, for the mouth of the fish is ouer the head and maketh mid-night in the line of the left arme. How canst thou Sancho, quoth Don-Quixote, see where is the line, or that mouth, or that taile, of which thou speakest, seeing the night is so darke that one starre alone appeareth not? that is true, quoth Sancho, but feare hath eyes, which can see things vnder the ground, and much more in the skies. And besides, we may gather by good discourse, that the day is not farre off. Let it be as little off as it lists, quoth Don-Quixote, it shall neuer bee recorded of mee that either teares or prayers could euer disswade me from performing the duty of a Knight, and therefore good Sancho hold thy peace, for God who hath inspired me to attempt this vnseene and fearefull aduenture, will haue an eye to my weale, and also to comfort thy sorrow. And that thou hast therefore to doe, is to make straight my gyrts, and remaine here, for I will returne shortly ei∣ther aliue or dead.
Sancho perceiuing his Lords last resolution, and how little his teares, counsailes, or prayers, could auaile, resol∣ued to profit himselfe a little of his wit, and make him if hee could to expect vntill day, and so when hee did fasten the gyrts, hee softly without being felt tied his Asses hal∣ter to both Rozinantes legges so sast that when Don-Quixote thought to depart he could not, for that his horse could not goe a steppe, but leaping. Sancho seeing the good successe of his guile; said, behold Sir, how heauen moued by my teares and prayers, hath ordained that Ro∣zinante ••••uld not goe a stoppe, and if you will bee still contending, ••••d spurring, and striking him, you will doe nothing but inrage fortune, and as the prouerbe faies, But spurne against the pricke. Don-Quixote grew woode at this, and yet the more he spurted him, he was the lesse able to goe, wherefore without perceiuing the cause of