Blessed be those happy ages that were strangers to the dreadful fury of these devilish instruments of artillery, whose inventor I am satisfied is now in Hell, receiving the reward of his cursed invention, which is the cause that very often a cowardly base hand takes away the life of the bravest gentleman.
Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra (1993). “Don Quixote”, p.271, Wordsworth Editions
