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
But tho’ no Twin can be more like his Brother, than you are like my
_Klimius_, yet I neither can nor dare believe my Senses; for Miracles
are ceas’d, and the Dead rise not now: I must have therefore stronger
and more convincing Proofs, e’er I can give Credit to what you tell me.
Hereupon, at once to conquer his Incredulity, I gave him a succinct
Detail of all that had pass’d between us formerly. This remov’d every
Doubt; and straitway he embrac’d me with Tears of Joy, and cry’d
out, It is, it is the very Man, whose Ghost I thought I had seen!
But explain to me, pursued he, in what Part of the World you have
lost yourself all this Time, and in what Country you procur’d that
wonderful Dress you have on. Then I proceeded to recount to him every
Particular which had happen’d to me, and he heard me with profound
Attention, till I came to that Part of my History concerning the Planet
_Nazar_, and Trees endu’d with Speech and Reason: At this, he lost all
Patience: “Not all the Absurdities, says he, which Dreams convey to
us, not all the Follies which Madness produces, or all the Nonsense
which Drunkenness utters, can equal these Visions of yours; I should
rather chuse to believe with the Vulgar, that you must have fallen
into the Hands of Witches or Hobgoblins; for how idle soever such Tales
are, yet they have an Appearance of Truth, if put in Competition with
this subterranean Journey of yours.” I begg’d and intreated of him to
have but a Moment’s Patience more, till I had finish’d my Recital;
upon which, as I observ’d he kept Silence, I proceeded to relate all
that had happened to me below, the sundry Accidents and Reverses of
Fortune I had experienc’d, and how I had been the Founder of the fifth
and greatest Monarchy that ever was. All these Things increas’d the
Suspicion he had entertained, that I was bewitch’d, or had had some
Commerce with Magicians of evil Spirits; and that being abused with
their diabolical Delusions, I had embraced a Cloud instead of _Juno_.
In order to try how far the Force of these Charms and Incantations
had spread, or to what a Length my Extravagance would run, my Friend
began to interrogate me concerning the State of the _Happy_, and that
of the _Damn’d_ in the other World; concerning the _Elysian_ Fields,
and divers other Matters of that Kind. I soon perceiv’d the sly Design
of these Questions, and told my Friend, that I, for my Part, could
hardly blame his Incredulity, since my Narration appear’d too fabulous
to Command a ready Assent: However, it was not my Fault; for that
in Reality my Adventures were so marvellous, as to baffle all human
Belief. I solemnly protest to you, continued I, that I have not added
or supply’d one Jot or Tittle from my own Invention, but that I have
recounted every thing simply and ingenuously in the Order they happened
to me. My Friend persisting in his Incredulity, desir’d that I would
compose my Mind, and take a few Days Rest and Refreshment, in which
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