Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXXIV, No. 3, March 1849Various
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Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXXIV, No. 3, March 1849
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Literature -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals
“Madam,” he said, “you behold me, a native of Genoa, a suitor to your
majesty for aid, not to prosecute an idle enterprise to attain for
myself gay baubles, or the yellow gold that lies like a heavy chain upon
the souls of its votaries, but to prosecute a great and glorious
enterprise, of the success of which I am morally certain, and which will
be an inestimable benefit to the whole world, and add, if it be
possible, new honors to the name of Isabella of Castile. Madam, the
teachings of science, as well as my apprehension of the goodness and
wisdom of our bountiful Creator, have led me to a firm conviction that
all the unexplored surface of this vast globe is not, cannot be, a
barren waste of waters. I know that there are vast islands, probably a
great continent, sufficient to balance the lands that now compose the
world, lying away in the western ocean. These unknown lands I would
discover and explore. Or even if such do not exist, as we know that the
earth is globular in form, I shall at least discover a passage to India
through the western ocean, and so add a glory to the crown of Castile
which shall eclipse the lustre which recent navigators have given to
Portugal. This is the age of naval enterprise and great discoveries; let
the most important exploit of this age live with the name of Queen
Isabella on the historic page forever and forever.
“Madam, I know that I am no idle dreamer, no speculative theorist; I
seek to confirm by actual discovery the truths which reason and religion
proclaim to my mind as indisputable. And yet I have found no soul
capable of understanding mine; no rich prince or noble willing to risk a
few thousands for an incalculable benefit to the whole world through all
the years to come, and a fame which shall live until the sun burns out
in the great temple of the blue ether. You will ask why I, a citizen of
Genoa, a rich and powerful state, find it necessary to solicit the aid
of foreign powers. I have said I find no souls capable of understanding
mine. The great ones of my dear native city have pronounced me a framer
of illusive theories. I would have won for her an imperishable honor;
she would not receive it at my hand. Filled with sorrow and indignation,
I then turned toward Portugal, encouraged by her recently acquired
reputation as a patron of adventurous navigators. Her great ones
listened to my suit, amused with hopes, and delayed to give me a
definite answer; and while I waited and strove to convince them of the
rationality of my speculations, they treacherously drew from me all my
grounds of belief in the existence of another continent, my intended
method of discovery, with the direction I meant to steer, and all the
information I could give concerning my projected voyage; and, indeed,
madam, you will find it hard to believe such infamy, they fitted out a
fleet secretly, which sailed, failed of its object, encountered storms,
and returned, asserting that they had done all that navigators could do,
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