"I would do so certainly," said Don Quixote, "had she not been blurred to my mind's eye by the misfortune that fell upon her a short time since, one of such a nature that I am more ready to weep over it than to describe it. For your highnesses must know that, going a few days back to kiss her hands and receive her benediction, approbation, and permission for this third sally, I found her altogether a different being from the one I sought; I found her enchanted and changed from a princess into a peasant, from fair to foul, from an angel into a devil, from fragrant to pestiferous, from refined to clownish, from a dignified lady into a jumping tomboy, and, in a word, from Dulcinea del Toboso into a coarse Sayago wench."
-Sí hiciera, por cierto -respondió don Quijote-, si no me la hubiera borrado de la idea la desgracia que poco ha que le sucedió, que es tal, que más estoy para llorarla que para describirla; porque habrán de saber vuestras grandezas que, yendo los días pasados a besarle las manos, y a recebir su bendición, beneplácito y licencia para esta tercera salida, hallé otra de la que buscaba: halléla encantada y convertida de princesa en labradora, de hermosa en fea, de ángel en diablo, de olorosa en pestífera, de bien hablada en rústica, de reposada en brincadora, de luz en tinieblas, y, finalmente, de Dulcinea del Toboso en una villana de Sayago.