To God I speak Spanish, to women Italian, to men French, and to my horseöGerman.

-CharlesV
Attributed.

A pesar de que la m|¤a es historia, no la empezare¤   por el arca de Noe¤   y la genealog|¤a de sus ascendientes como acostumbraban hacerlo los antiguos historiadores espan‹  oles deAme¤  rica, que deben ser nuestros prototipos. I'm going to tell a true story, but I won't start with Noah's Ark and the genealogy of his forefathers, as is usual among the ancient Spanish historians of America, who we consider our prototypes.

-Echeverr|¤  a, Esteban
  El matadero (The Slaughter-House,1959).

Oh some are fond of Spanish wine, and some are fond of French, And some'll swallow tay and stuff fit only for a wench. 559

-Masefield,John Edward
  'Captain Stratton's Fancy'.

Our fathers have, in process of centuries, provided this realm, its colonies and wide dependencies, with a speech as malleable and pliant as Attic, dignified as Latin, masculine, yet free of Teutonic guttural, capable of being precise as French, dulcet as Italian, sonorous as Spanish, and captaining all these excellences to its service.

-Quiller-Couch, SirArthurThomas known as  'Q'
  The Oxford Book of EnglishVerse, preface.

El orbe hispano nunca se vino abajo, ni siquiera a la ca|¤da del imperio espan‹  ol, sino que se ha multiplicado en numerosas facetas de ensanches todav|¤a insospechados† No somos pueblos en estado de candor, que se deslumbren fa¤  cilmente con los instrumentos externos de que se acompan‹  a la cultura, sino pueblos que heredan una vieja civilizacio¤  n y exigen la excelencia misma de la cultura. The Hispanic world never crumbled, not even after the Spanish Empire fell, but instead has multiplied itself in broad ways that are still largely unknown† Our people are not naive and are not blinded by the external tools that go together with culture; we are rather the inheritors of an old civilization, and we demand the excellence proper to culture itself.

-Reyes, Alfonso
Pa¤  ginas escogidas,'Valor de la literatura hispanoamericana' (translated as'TheValue of Hispanic American Literature').

At Flores in the Azores Sir Richard Grenville lay, And a pinnace, like a fluttered bird, came flying from far away: 'Spanishships of warat sea! Wehavesighted fifty-three!' Then sware Lord Thomas Howard: ''Fore God I am no coward; But I cannot meetthem here, for my ships are out of gear, And the half my men are sick. I must fly, but followquick. Wearesix ships oftheline; canwefight withfifty-three?' Then spake Sir Richard Grenville: 'I know you are no coward; You fly them for a moment to fight with them again. But I've ninety men and more that are lying sick ashore. I should count myself the coward if I left them, my Lord Howard, To these Inquisition dogs and the devildoms of Spain.' So Lord Howard passed away with five ships of war that day, Till he melted like a cloud in the silent summer heaven.

-Tennyson
  'The Revenge', stanzas1^3, l.1^14.