David Quixote

I have fought fantastic giants

And, constantly in battle –

Killed some with ease, some hardly –

But was never yet defeated.

One day, weary with little winning

And noting the absence of cheering

I turned to look at my brothers

To see if they matched my stubbornness:-

There was no one by my side.

All were absorbed in husbandry,

In the warm lands

And then I knew –

Other men didn’t need dragons,

And I should have to learn

To hammer this savage sword

Into a simple sickle.