The Adventurous Simplicissimus: being the description of the Life of a Strange vagabond named Melchior Sternfels von FuchshaimGrimmelshausen, Hans Jakob Christoph von
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The Adventurous Simplicissimus: being the description of the Life of a Strange vagabond named Melchior Sternfels von Fuchshaim
Grimmelshausen, Hans Jakob Christoph von
German fiction -- Translations into English; Thirty Years' War, 1618-1648 -- Fiction
Socrates was requited with poison, and Hannibal so ill rewarded by his
countrymen that he must wander in the world as a poor wretched outlaw;
yea, the Greeks repaid Lycurgus in such fashion that he was stoned and
had an eye beaten out. Do thou, therefore, keep thy high office to
thyself, with the reward thou wilt have from it: seek not to share it
with me; for even if all go well with thee, yet hast thou naught to
carry home with thee but an ill conscience. And if thou art minded to
obey that conscience, then wilt thou be quickly deposed from thy
commands as incapable, for all the world as if thou too wert become a
stupid calf."
While I thus spake, the rest of the company looked hard upon me and
wondered much that I should be able to hold such discourse, which, as
they openly confessed, would have taxed the wits of a man of sense if
he had been forced so to speak without preparation.
_Chap. xii._: OF THE SENSE AND KNOWLEDGE OF CERTAIN UNREASONING ANIMALS
So I ended my discourse thus: "Therefore," said I, "my excellent
master, will I not change with thee: for indeed I have no call to do so
since the brook affords me a healthy drink instead of thy costly wines;
and He who allowed me to be turned into a calf will also in such wise
know how to bless the fruits of the earth to my use, that they be to me
as to Nebuchadnezzar, no unfitting provision for food and sustenance:
even so hath nature provided me with a good coat of fur; while as for
thee, often thou loathest thy meat, thy wine splitteth thy head, and
soon will bring thee into one sickness or another."
Then my lord answered: "I know not what I have in thee; meseemeth thou
art for a calf far too wise: nay, I do surmise thou hast under that
calf-skin clad thyself with a rogue-skin."
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