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
The captain's wife was no baby, but yet young, and came so to dote on
my smooth face and straight limbs that at length, after long trouble
and vain circumlocutions, she gave me to understand in all too plain
German where the shoe pinched. But at that time I was far too
conscientious, and pretended I understood not, nor would I show any
outward indication by which any man might judge me to be aught but a
virtuous maiden. Now the captain and his servant lay sick in that same
hospital, so he bade his wife to have me better clothed that she might
not be put to shame by my miserable peasant's kirtle. So that she did
and more than she was bidden; for she dressed me up like a French doll,
and that did but fan the fire wherewith all three were a-burning: yea,
and it waxed so that master and man begged of me that which I could not
grant to them, and that which I refused to the lady, though with all
manner of courtesy. At last the captain determined to take an
opportunity to get by force from me that which 'twas impossible he
should have: but that his wife marked, and being in hopes to overcome
my resistance in the end, blocked all the ways and laid all manner of
obstacles in the path, so that he thought he must in the end go mad or
lunatick. Once on a time when my master and mistress were asleep, the
servant came to the carriage in which I had to sleep every night,
bemoaned his love for me with hot tears, and begged most solemnly for
grace and mercy. But I shewed myself harder than any stone, and gave
him to understand I would keep my chastity till I was married. Then he
offered me marriage a thousand times over, yet all he could get from me
was an assurance 'twas impossible for me to marry him. Whereupon he
became desperate or pretended it, and drawing his sword, set the point
at his breast and the hilt against the carriage, and acted just as if
he would stab himself. So I thought, the devil is a rogue, and
therefore spoke him fair and comforted him, saying I would next morning
give him a certain answer: with that he was content and went to bed,
but I stayed awake the longer because I reflected on my strange
condition: for I could see that in the end my trick must be discovered,
for the captain's wife became more and more importunate with her
enticements, the captain more impudent in his designs, and the servant
more desperate in his constant love: and out of such a labyrinth I
could see no escape. Yet if the lady left me in peace, the captain
tormented me, and when I had peace from both of them at night, then the
servant beset me, so that my women's clothes were worse to wear than my
fool's cap. Then indeed (but far too late) I thought of the departed
Herzbruder's prophecy and warning, and could imagine nothing else but
that I was already fast in the prison he spoke of and in danger of life
and limb. For the woman's apparel kept me imprisoned, since I could not
get out of it, and the captain would have handled me roughly if he had
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