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
with the assurance that if they be evil I will accept the saying as a
warning from God to order my life better; and so for God's sake I beg
you not to conceal the truth." Then the honest old man answered him in
a word, and says he, "'Tis well: then let the gentleman be on his
guard, lest he be hanged before an hour be past." "What, thou old
rogue," quoth the lieutenant, which was as drunk as a fly, "durst thou
hold such language to a gentleman?" and drew his sword and stabbed my
good old friend to death as he lay in his bed. The orderly and I cried
"Murder," so that all ran to arms: but the lieutenant was so speedy in
his departure that without doubt he would have escaped, but that the
Elector of Saxony with his staff at that very moment rode up, and had
him arrested. So when he understood the business he turned to Count
Hatzfeld, our general, and all he said was this: "'Twould be bad
discipline in an imperial camp that even a sick man in his bed were not
safe from murderers."
That was a sharp sentence, and enough to cost the lieutenant his life:
for forthwith our general caused him to be hanged by his precious neck
till he was dead.
_Chap. xxv._: HOW SIMPLICISSIMUS WAS TRANSFORMED FROM A BOY INTO A GIRL
AND FELL INTO DIVERS ADVENTURES OF LOVE
From this veracious history it may be seen that all prophecies are not
to be despised, as some foolish folk despise them, that will believe
nothing. And so can any one conclude from this that it is hard for any
man to avoid his predestined end, whether his mishap be predicted to
him long before or shortly before by such prophecies as I have spoken
of. And to the question, whether 'tis necessy, or helpful, and good for
a man to have his fortune foretold and his nativity cast, I answer only
this, that old Herzbruder told me much that I often wished and still
wish he had told me nothing of at all: for the misfortunes which he
foretold I have never been able to shun, and those that still await me
do turn my hair grey, and that to no purpose, because it matters not
whether I torment myself or not: they will happen to me as did the
rest. But as to strokes of good luck that are prophesied to any man, of
them I hold that they be ever deceitful, or at least be not so fully
accomplished as the unlucky prophecies. For how did it help me that old
Herzbruder swore by all that was holy I was born and bred of noble
parents, since I knew of none but my dad and my mammy, which were but
common peasants in the Spessart? In like manner, how did it help
Wallenstein, the Duke of Friedland, that 'twas prophesied to him he
should once be crowned king with stringed music thereto? Doth not all
the world know how he was lulled to his ruin at Eger? Others may worry
their brains over such questions: but I must to my story.
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