Parte,  Chap.

 1   I,  TransPre|           political power, a like fate had befallen the cities,
 2   I,  TransPre|           had left Spain, and, as fate ordered it, for twelve years,
 3   I,         V|    peasant went along cursing his fate that he had to listen to
 4   I,       VII|   everlasting archives, but their fate and the laziness of the
 5   I,       XIV|      matchless cruelty, my dismal fate~ Shall carry them to all
 6   I,       XIV|      Heaven that I should love by fate, and to expect me to love
 7   I,        XV|         availing him nothing, and fate willed it that he should
 8   I,      XVII|       only tell thee that, either fate being envious of so great
 9   I,       XIX|         took you to be."~ ~"As my fate has so willed it," said
10   I,        XX|      replied Don Quixote; "and as fate will have it that I cannot
11   I,      XXII|          six years, I accepted my fate, it is the punishment of
12   I,     XXIII|         in the mountains; and his fate and fear led him to the
13   I,     XXIII|      blame,~ I only know it is my fate to die.~ To him who knows
14   I,      XXIV|         you have given me; but my fate does not afford me any other
15   I,      XXIV|         of Luscinda; but still my fate led me to forebode what
16   I,      XXIV|           rescue, shared the same fate; and having beaten and pummelled
17   I,       XXV|         have driven to bewail his fate among these wilds and complain
18   I,       XXV|         help me to lament my hard fate or at least weary not at
19   I,      XXVI|      scourge-ah me! a~ Relentless fate, an endless woe;~ Don Quixote'
20   I,      XXVI|       murder anybody; let his own fate, or God who made him, kill
21   I,     XXVII|        The stroke of a resistless fate,~ Since, working for my
22   I,     XXVII|           I have for bewailing my fate; in short, as I was then
23   I,     XXVII|        fainting traitress. But my fate, doubtless reserving me
24   I,     XXVII|       these solitudes, cursing my fate, and idly calling on the
25   I,      XXIX|         were my mortal enemy. But fate would not rid me of it,
26   I,    XXXIII|           In traitors loyalty. So Fate that ever scorns to grant
27   I,     XXXIV|        prize~ To save me from the fate my truth entails,~ Truth
28   I,     XXXIV|        wound Lothario, she said, "Fate, it seems, will not grant
29   I,      XXXV|      household to witness the sad fate which had befallen Anselmo;
30   I,     XXXVI|        slave, even though adverse fate interpose again, and fresh
31   I,     XXXIX|      poetry. I say so because his fate brought him to my galley
32   I,       XLI|         towards the house; but as fate would have it (and it might
33   I,         L|         for it, or knows what his fate is to be, he finds himself
34  II,        VI|         resist what heaven wills, fate ordains, reason requires,
35  II,        XI|           her misfortune and hard fate; her calamity has come of
36  II,        XI|          While they were talking, fate so willed it that one of
37  II,      XVII|          lions; and he cursed his fate and called it an unlucky
38  II,       XXI|       grief at his misery and sad fate, and Don Quixote, dismounting
39  II,     XXIII|           likewise bewailing your fate, was changed into a river
40  II,     XXIII|        back to her memory the sad fate of her lost lover; were
41  II,    XXXIII|         long ago; but this was my fate, this was my bad luck; I
42  II,     XXXIV|         was his ill-luck and hard fate, gave way, and caught in
43  II,      XXXV|           her enchantment and her fate,~ From high-born dame to
44  II,        XL| Malambruno told me that, whenever fate provided the knight our
45  II,    XLVIII|         by blood; but my untoward fate and the improvidence of
46  II,    XLVIII|         skirts, and bemoaning her fate went out without saying
47  II,        LV|         but his ill luck and hard fate so willed it that as he
48  II,        LV|          say again, that our hard fate should not let us die in
49  II,        LV|          he fell to bemoaning his fate and uttering loud shouts
50  II,     LVIII|    unheard by any adventurer; but fate, that was guiding affairs
51  II,        LX|         nor regard as an untoward fate the position in which thou
52  II,        LX|          O husband, whose unhappy fate in being mine hath borne
53  II,       LXV|       time he might he cured. But fate ordered it otherwise, for