Don Quixote: My Lady -

Aldonza:  I am not your lady!
I am not any kind of a lady!

I was spawned in a ditch
By a mother who left me there
Naked and cold and too hungry to cry
I never blamed her
I'm sure she left hoping that I'd have
The good sense to die!

Then, of course, there's my father
I'm told that young ladies
Can point to their fathers
With maidenly pride
Mine was some regiment
Here for an hour
I can't even tell you which side!

So, of course, I became
As befitted my delicate birth
The most casual bride
Of the murdering **** of the Earth!

Don Quixote: And still thou art my Lady!