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
The same Thing often happens in our World, where, when the
Dispute turns upon some very dubious and almost inexplicable Point,
one may observe the Combatants are often work’d up to the most violent
Agitations of Mind or Body. However, this threatning Quarrel which
promis’d nothing but Blood and Slaughter, ended all in Compliments and
Praises. Something like this obtains in our _European_ Universities,
where, according to general Custom, the President, when the Dispute is
clos’d, descends victorious and triumphant from the Chair.
This Preamble ended, they proceeded to the Act of Creation with these
Ceremonies. The Candidate was plac’d in the Middle of the Auditory:
Three of the University-Beadles walk’d gravely up to him, and threw
a whole Pail-full of cold Water upon his Head; they then perfum’d
him with Incense, and lastly gave him a Vomit to take off. Having
perform’d this with the utmost Solemnity, they retir’d bowing, and
declar’d him aloud a true and legitimate Doctor. Amaz’d at so many
wonderful Ceremonies, I ask’d a certain learned Monkey who stood near
me, the Meaning of all this. He told me, (pitying at the same Time
my Ignorance) that by the Water, the Incense, and the Vomit, it was
understood that the Candidate was to forsake his old Vices, and to
assume a new Set of Manners, to distinguish him from the Vulgar.
Hearing this, I deplor’d my own Stupidity, and full of Admiration,
forbore to ask any farther Questions, for fear I should be thought to
have never convers’d with any Thing above Brutes.
At last all the musical Instruments struck up at once, and the new
Doctor, cloath’d in a Robe of Green, and girt with a Sash of the same
Colour, was escorted home from the Auditory with all _Parnassus_ at
his Heels. But as he was of a plebeian Family, he had not the Honour
of a Coach, but was seated in a Vehicle not unlike a Wheelbarrow,
and drawn by Hand, the University-Beadles marching before in their
respective Habits. The Whole ended in a very handsome Entertainment,
where the Guests drank so plentifully, that many of them were carried
home extremely intoxicated, and were so ill for many Days after, that
without the Help of proper Medicines they would hardly have recover’d.
So that from the Beginning to the Ending of this whole Ceremony,
nothing was wanting to the due Solemnity of it; and I protest, I never,
even in our World, saw a more truly academical Promotion, or any
Candidate commence Doctor more legitimately than this.
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