Note 34 — Chapter VIII
Reading edition
The terrible Memorial, written by Quevedo, exposing in burning words the state of the country, and calling upon the King to arouse himself, should be read by anyone who desires confirmation of the pictures I have tried to trace in this book. The paper was slipped under the King's napkin at dinner, and was accompanied by a parody paternoster, beginning as follows—
Filipo, que el mundo aclama Rey del infiel tan temido, Despierta, que por dormido Nadie te teme, ni te ama; Despierta, rey, que la fama Por todo el orbe pregona Que es de leon tu corona Y tu dormir de liròn, Mira que la adulacion Te llama con fin siniestro "Padre Nuestro."
Hail, Philip, King whom all acclaim, In fear the infidel to keep, Awake! for in thy slumber deep No one doth love or fear thy name. Awake! oh King, the worlds proclaim Thy crown on lion's brow to sit, Thy slumber's but for dormouse fit. Listen! 'tis flattery's artful wile That sunk in sloth thy days beguile, And calls thee, its base ends to foster, "Pater Noster."