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
We set sail about that Time of Year when the Planet _Nazar_ was at
its mean Distance from us. Having sail’d three Days, we spy’d a large
Island, the Conquest of which would be no difficult Matter, by Reason
of the Feuds and Factions into which the Inhabitants were split;
but (what is remarkable) as they were destitute of Arms, and were
ignorant of the Use of them, they fought only with their Tongues,
and gave all the hard Names, Curses, and foul Language they could
invent. This was all we had to fear. The only Punishment that in this
Country was inflicted upon Offenders, was that they were taken up
and imprison’d, and upon full Proof of the Crime were openly brought
into the Forum, there to hear themselves revil’d in the bitterest
Manner. Certain People were appointed for this very Purpose, call’d
_Sabuti_, that is, Revilers, and are there look’d upon in the same
Light, as an Executioner amongst us. As to the Make of their Body,
they differ’d only from us in one or two Circumstances, which was,
that the Women had Beards and the Men none; the Feet also of them all
were turn’d backwards. After we had made a Descent upon this Island,
about three hundred _Canaliscans_, (so the Islanders were call’d) met
us. They attack’d us in a hostile Manner with their usual Weapons,
that is to say, with a Volley of Curses and hard Names. With such
exquisite Malice, and in such a diabolical Spirit of Bitterness,
their foul Language was conceiv’d and utter’d, (as we were inform’d
by an _Alectorian_ Interpreter of the _Canaliscan_ Tongue) that they
shew’d themselves perfect Masters of their Weapons, and not inferior
to the Grammarians of our World. However, knowing that Rage alone was
insignificant without Power, I forbid any Violence to be offer’d to
them, but only to spread Terror among them. I order’d some Guns to be
fir’d, which had this Effect, that they fell upon their Knees, and
implor’d Mercy. Presently the several little Kings of the Island came
down, and made a formal Surrender of themselves and Subjects, putting
their whole Dominions under Tribute to me, making me at the same Time
a Compliment, that it was no Dishonour to be subdued by him, whom it
was Impiety to resist, nor any Disgrace to submit to him, whom Fortune
had rais’d above all the World. Thus this Island, (the Conquest of
which added something to my Power, tho’ little to my Glory, by Reason
of the Effeminacy of the Inhabitants) becoming tributary to me, we
hoisted Sail, and after a fair Voyage of some few Days, arriv’d at the
_Mezendoric_ Coast. I then call’d a Council of War, to enquire what
was best to be done, whether it were adviseable immediately to act in
a hostile Manner, or to send an Embassy to the Emperor, to know if he
would make a peaceable Surrender, or whether we must come to an open
Rupture. The Majority were for the latter. Wherefore five Persons were
commission’d for this Embassy, one of each Nation, a _Quamite_, an
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