A journey to the world under-groundHolberg, Ludvig
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A journey to the world under-ground
Holberg, Ludvig
Utopias -- Early works to 1800; Voyages, Imaginary -- Early works to 1800
At length my Friend returning, told me his Excellence did me the Honour
to retain me in his Court. From the foregoing Conversation of the
Syndick I could guess, that the Employment design’d for me was no very
important one, probably his Valet, or his Butler; and upon enquiring
what it was, my Friend said to me, His Excellence has been graciously
pleas’d to appoint you one of his Body Chairmen, with an annual Salary
of twenty-five _Stercolates_. (A _Martinian Stercolate_ is equal to
about seven Shillings and Six-pence _Sterling_.) He has moreover
engag’d, that you shall have the Honour of carrying only himself, or
his Lady. I was thunderstruck with this Answer, and remonstrated in
the most pathetic Manner how unworthy an Office this was for one of
my ingenuous Education and Family. But some Courtiers rushing in in
Heaps, interrupted me from speaking more, and half kill’d me with their
Impertinence. For all the _Martinians_ are light, frothy, talking
Creatures, that have a smooth, fluent Jargon of Words, without the
least Mixture of Seriousness or Gravity. At length I was conducted
to an Apartment, where Supper was ready; and having taken a moderate
Repast, I retir’d to my Repose.
I threw myself upon my Bed, but such was the Disorder of my Mind, I
could take no Sleep. The Disdain I was receiv’d with shock’d me to
the highest Degree, and nothing less than a _Spartan_ Patience could
digest so gross an Indignity. I heartily deplor’d my Fate, which
seem’d severer now than what I had experienc’d in the Planet _Nazar_,
and I could not help saying to myself, “What would here become of the
_Kadoki_, or High Chancellor of _Potu_, a Person of inestimable Worth
in his own Country, but who requir’d at least an intire Month to form
a new Law? What would be the Fate of _Palmka_ in this Place, where
the Senators make Laws between the Courses at Meals?” After a serious
Consideration, I found myself translated from a Land of Sages to a
Country of Fools. At last being tir’d with thinking, Sleep overpower’d
me. I know not how long I slept, since there is here no Difference
between Night and Day. For it is never dark except at one stated Time,
when the subterranean Sun is in an Eclipse by the Interposition of the
Planet _Nazar_. This Eclipse is very remarkable, because the aforesaid
Planet, being not far from the Firmament, overshadows the whole Sun,
and so always makes the Eclipse total. But as this happens but seldom,
it makes no Alteration of Season, which is here invariably the same
upon Account of the constant Presence of the Sun. Hence the Inhabitants
are forc’d to have Recourse to various Inventions, as Groves, Baths,
Walks, and Grotto’s, to qualify the Heat.
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