Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern — Volume 08
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Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern — Volume 08
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It happened through a variety of singular accidents that I became
intimate with a Sicilian priest, who was a man of very elevated genius
and well instructed in both Latin and Greek letters. In the course of
conversation one day we were led to talk about the art of necromancy,
apropos of which I said, "Throughout my whole life I have had the most
intense desire to see or learn something of this art." Thereto the
priest replied, "A stout soul and a steadfast must the man have who
sets himself to such an enterprise." I answered that of strength and
steadfastness of soul I should have enough and to spare, provided I
found the opportunity. Then the priest said, "If you have the heart to
dare it, I will amply satisfy your curiosity." Accordingly we agreed
upon attempting the adventure.
The priest one evening made his preparations, and bade me find a
comrade, or not more than two. I invited Vincenzio Romoli, a very dear
friend of mine, and the priest took with him a native of Pistoja, who
also cultivated the black art. We went together to the Coliseum; and
there the priest, having arrayed himself in necromancer's robes, began
to describe circles on the earth with the finest ceremonies that can
be imagined. I must say that he had made us bring precious perfumes
and fire, and also drugs of fetid odor. When the preliminaries were
completed he made the entrance into the circle, and taking us by the
hand, introduced us one by one inside it. Then he assigned our several
functions; to the necromancer, his comrade, he gave the pentacle to
hold; the other two of us had to look after the fire and the perfumes;
and then he began his incantations. This lasted more than an hour and
a half; when several legions appeared, and the Coliseum was all full
of devils. I was occupied with the precious perfumes, and when the
priest perceived in what numbers they were present he turned to me and
said, "Benvenuto, ask them something." I called on them to reunite me
with my Sicilian Angelica. That night we obtained no answer; but I
enjoyed the greatest satisfaction of my curiosity in such matters. The
necromancer said that we should have to go a second time, and that I
should obtain the full accomplishment of my request; but he wished me
to bring with me a little boy of pure virginity.
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