Don Quixote — Chapter 18 in French
By Miguel de Cervantes
Sancho rejoignit son maître, si abattu, si affaissé, qu’il ne pouvait plus seulement talonner son âne. Sancho reached his master so limp and faint that he could not urge on his beast. Quand Don Quichotte le vit en cet état : « Pour le coup, bon Sancho, lui dit-il, j’achève de croire que ce château, ou hôtellerie si tu veux, est enchanté sans aucun doute. Car enfin, ceux qui se sont si atrocement joués de toi, que pouvaient-ils être, sinon des fantômes et des gens de l’autre monde ? When Don Quixote saw the state he was in he said, "I have now come to the conclusion, good Sancho, that this castle or inn is beyond a doubt enchanted, because those who have so atrociously diverted themselves with thee, what can they be but phantoms or beings of another world? Ce qui me confirme dans cette pensée, c’est que, tandis que je regardais les actes de ta déplorable tragédie par-dessus l’enceinte de la cour, il ne me fut possible ni de monter sur les murs et de les franchir, ni même de descendre de cheval. Sans doute ils me tenaient moi-même enchanté ; car je te jure, par la foi de qui je suis, que si j’avais pu monter au mur ou mettre pied à terre, je t’aurais si bien vengé de ces félons et mauvais garnements, qu’ils auraient à tout jamais gardé le souvenir de leur méchant tour, quand bien même j’eusse dû, pour les châtier, contrevenir aux lois de la chevalerie, qui ne permettent pas, comme je te l’ai déjà dit maintes fois, qu’un chevalier porte la main sur celui qui ne l’est pas, sinon pour la défense de sa propre vie et en cas d’urgente nécessité. and I hold this confirmed by having noticed that when I was by the wall of the yard witnessing the acts of thy sad tragedy, it was out of my power to mount upon it, nor could I even dismount from Rocinante, because they no doubt had me enchanted; for I swear to thee by the faith of what I am that if I had been able to climb up or dismount, I would have avenged thee in such a way that those braggart thieves would have remembered their freak for ever, even though in so doing I knew that I contravened the laws of chivalry, which, as I have often told thee, do not permit a knight to lay hands on him who is not one, save in case of urgent and great necessity in defence of his own life and person."
Et pourtant je jurerais bien que ces gens-là qui se sont divertis à mes dépens n’étaient ni fantômes ni hommes enchantés, comme dit votre grâce, mais bien de vrais hommes de chair et d’os tout comme nous ; et je le sais bien, puisque je les entendais s’appeler l’un l’autre pendant qu’ils me faisaient voltiger, et que chacun d’eux avait son nom. L’un s’appelait Pedro Martinez, l’autre Tenorio Fernandez, et l’hôtelier Juan Palomèque le gaucher. "I would have avenged myself too if I could," said Sancho, "whether I had been dubbed knight or not, but I could not; though for my part I am persuaded those who amused themselves with me were not phantoms or enchanted men, as your worship says, but men of flesh and bone like ourselves; and they all had their names, for I heard them name them when they were tossing me, and one was called Pedro Martinez, and another Tenorio Hernandez, and the innkeeper, I heard, was called Juan Palomeque the Left-handed; so that, senor, your not being able to leap over the wall of the yard or dismount from your horse came of something else besides enchantments; and what I make out clearly from all this is, that these adventures we go seeking will in the end lead us into such misadventures that we shall not know which is our right foot; and that the best and wisest thing, according to my small wits, would be for us to return home, now that it is harvest-time, and attend to our business, and give over wandering from Zeca to Mecca and from pail to bucket, as the saying is."
— Que tu sais peu de chose, Sancho, répondit Don Quichotte, en fait de chevalerie errante ! Tais-toi, et prends patience ; un jour viendra où tu verras par la vue de tes yeux quelle grande et noble chose est l’exercice de cette profession. "How little thou knowest about chivalry, Sancho," replied Don Quixote; "hold thy peace and have patience; the day will come when thou shalt see with thine own eyes what an honourable thing it is to wander in the pursuit of this calling; nay, tell me, what greater pleasure can there be in the world, or what delight can equal that of winning a battle, and triumphing over one's enemy? Aucun, sans doute aucun. None, beyond all doubt."
— Cela peut bien être, repartit Sancho, encore que je n’en sache rien ; mais tout ce que je sais, c’est que, depuis que nous sommes chevaliers errants, ou votre grâce du moins, car je ne mérite pas de me compter en si honorable confrérie, nous n’avons jamais remporté de victoire, si ce n’est pourtant contre le Biscayen ; encore votre grâce en est-elle sortie en y laissant une moitié d’oreille et une moitié de salade. Depuis lors, tout a été pour nous coups de poing sur coups de bâton et coups de bâton sur coups de poing ; mais j’ai reçu, par-dessus le marché, les honneurs du bernement, et encore de gens enchantés, dont je ne pourrais tirer vengeance pour savoir jusqu’où s’étend, comme dit votre grâce, le plaisir de vaincre son ennemi. "Very likely," answered Sancho, "though I do not know it; all I know is that since we have been knights-errant, or since your worship has been one (for I have no right to reckon myself one of so honourable a number) we have never won any battle except the one with the Biscayan, and even out of that your worship came with half an ear and half a helmet the less; and from that till now it has been all cudgellings and more cudgellings, cuffs and more cuffs, I getting the blanketing over and above, and falling in with enchanted persons on whom I cannot avenge myself so as to know what the delight, as your worship calls it, of conquering an enemy is like."