Erasmus was, then, a charity boarder and ought, in all reason, to
have been grateful for even this poor opportunity of enjoying the
privileges toward which he had for years been looking forward as
the summit of his hopes. Yet he can nowhere mention these Parisian
days without the most doleful complaints of his sufferings from
foul air, bad food, and severe discipline. The most famous of these
diatribes occurs in the Colloquy called Ἰχθυοφαγία--"The Eating
of Fish." Erasmus' theme is here the excessive devotion to formal
rules and observances in religion to the sacrifice of more important
things. The eating of fish is only a text on which he hangs extremely
bold and acute criticism of would-be religious persons, who for
their lives would not violate the rules of the Church against the
eating of meat, but were ready on the other hand to run into any
excesses of fleshly dissipation. The speakers are a butcher and a
salt-fishmonger. After they have gone on matching stories for a long
time, the fishmonger suddenly breaks out:
[28] "'Thirty years ago I lived at Paris in a college which has
its name from vinegar (_acetum_).' [The Latin form of Montaigu
was _Mons acutus_.] The butcher answers: 'Well, that is a name
of wisdom! What are you giving us? A salt-fishmonger in such
a sour college? No wonder he's such a keen one at quibbles of
theology! For there, as I hear, the very walls have theological
minds.'
"_Fishm._--'You're right, but all I got there was a body infected
with the worst kind of humours and a plentiful supply of lice. But
let me go on as I began. The college was at that time governed by
John Standonch, a man whose disposition (_affectum_) you would not
condemn, but in whom you would like to see more discrimination. For
you couldn't help greatly approving his regard for the poor, mindful
as he was of his own youth passed in extreme poverty. If he had so
far relieved the poverty of youths that they might go on with honest
study, yet not so far that abundance would have led to extravagance,
he would have deserved praise. But he went into the thing with beds
so hard, food so coarse and so scanty, vigils and work so severe that
within a year the first trial brought many youths of excellent parts
and of great promise, some to their deaths, some to blindness, some
to madness and not a few to leprosy. Some of these I knew myself,
and surely not one escaped danger. Now can't anybody see that that
is cruelty to one's neighbour? And not content with this he put on
(them) hood and cloak and took from them all animal food--and then he
transferred such nursery-gardens as this into far-distant regions.
If every one should indulge his impulses (_affectus_) as far as he
did, the result would be that the like of these people would fill
up the whole world. From such beginnings arose monasteries, which
now threaten both kings and pontiffs.
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