That seems to me, Sancho, ”said Don Quijote," to what happened to a famous poet these times, which, having made a malicious satire against all courtly ladies, did not put or appoint a lady to a lady who could doubt if It was or not; Which, seeing that he was not on the list of the others, complained to the poet, telling him what he had seen in it so as not to put it in the number of the others, and that the satire extended, and put it in the widening; If not, to look for what was born. Thus, the poet, and puse which they do not say owners, and she was satisfied, for seeing himself with fame, although infamous.
by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra
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In this excerpt from "Don Quijote," the narrator reflects on the experience of a poet who crafted a satire targeting noble ladies. The poet chose not to include one woman in his critique, and this omission prompted her to confront him. She expressed her frustration, suggesting that his satire unjustly excluded her while extending its reach to others. The poet's response involved addressing the situation, which led to her feeling somewhat validated despite the negative nature of the poet's work.

This anecdote highlights the complexities of reputation and social standing within the world of art. The woman finds a sense of fame, albeit a questionable one, as her exclusion from the satire becomes a point of conversation. It suggests that even infamy can lead to a form of recognition, reflecting the intertwining of art and societal roles in Cervantes' narrative.

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