Classic Poem

" However, " said the Bachelor Carrasco,
" Some souls there be, reading your history,
Who wish the author had not numbered so
The bafflements that were your misery
And foil, most noble knight! " But Sancho, wise,
Spoke that thick candor which is half his zest:
" In these falls lies the history; all were lies
With these left out; and truth, gadzooks, is best! "
" Aye, truth to mortal eyes! " the old knight said,
" But such a truth might well have been let go.
Things that light not the living nor the dead
Are of small profit for our brains to know.
Prove that the real Æneas was a knave,
And have you then stirred Virgil in his grave? "