Moon -- Fiction; Science fiction, French -- Translations into English; Space flight to the moon -- Fiction
When I had, according to the computation I made since, advanced a good
deal more than three quarters of the space that divided the Earth from
the Moon; all of a sudden I fell with my Heels up and Head down, though
I had made no Trip; and indeed, I had not been sensible of it, had not
I felt my Head loaded under the weight of my Body: The truth is, I knew
very well that I was not falling again towards our World; for though I
found my self to be betwixt two Moons, and easily observed, that the
nearer I drew to the one, the farther I removed from the other; yet I
was certain, that ours was the bigger Globe of the two: Because after
one or two days Journey, the remote Refractions of the Sun, confounding
the diversity of Bodies and Climates, it appeared to me only as a
large Plate of Gold: That made me imagine, that I byassed[4] towards
the Moon; and I was confirmed in that Opinion, when I began to call to
mind, that I did not fall till I was past three quarters of the way.
For, said I to my self, that Mass being less than ours, the Sphere of
its Activity must be of less Extent also; and by consequence, it was
later before I felt the force of its Center.
[1] The Feast of St. John the Baptist, June 24.
[2] _Cf_. the play of _Cyrano de Bergerac_, act III., scene xi.:
"Or else, mechanic as well as artificer, I could have fashioned a
giant grasshopper, with steel joints, which, impelled by successive
explosions of saltpetre, would have hopped with me to the azure meadows
where graze the starry flocks."
[3] _Cf_., in the play, the fifth of Cyrano's means for scaling the
sky: "Since Phoebe, the moon-goddess, when she is at wane, is greedy, O
beeves! of your marrow,... with that marrow have besmeared myself!"
[4] The translator has apparently misread _biaisais_ where the French
editions have _baissais_: _i.e._, I _was descending_ toward the moon.
CHAPTER V.
_Of his Arrival there, and of the Beauty of that Country in which he
fell._
In fine, after I had been a very long while in falling, as I judged,
for the violence of my Precipitation hindered me from observing it more
exactly: The last thing I can remember is, that I found my self under
a Tree, entangled with three or four pretty large Branches which I had
broken off by my fall; and my face besmeared with an Apple, that had
dashed against it.
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