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
"What! fornicator!" answered he, with a scornful laughter, "I am no
fornicator because I have given this marriage a twist: a fornicator is
he that the sixth commandment[5] speaks of, where it forbids that any
man get into another's garden and nick the fruit before the owner." How
to prove that this was so to be understood, he forthwith explained
according to his devil's catechism the seventh commandment, wherein it
is said, "Thou shalt not steal." And of such words he used many, so
that I sighed within myself and thought, "O God-blaspheming sinner,
thou callest thyself a marriage-twister: and so then God must be a
marriage-breaker, seeing that He doth separate man and wife by death."
And out of mine overflowing zeal and anger I said to him, officer
though he was, "Thinkest thou not, thou sinnest more with these godless
words than by thine act of adultery." So he answered me, "Thou rascal,
must I give thee a buffet or two?" Yea, and I believe I had received a
handsome couple of such if the fellow had not stood in fear of my lord.
So I held my peace, and thereafter I marked it was no rare case for
single folk to cast eyes upon wedded folk and wedded folk upon such as
were unwedded.
Now while I was yet studying, under my good hermit's care, the way to
eternal life, I much wondered why God had so straitly forbidden
idolatry to his people: for I imagined, if any one had ever known the
true and eternal God, he would never again honour and pray to any
other, and so in my stupid mind I resolved that this commandment was
unnecessary and vain. But ah! Fool as I was, I knew not what I thought
I knew: for no sooner was I come into the great world, than I marked
how (in spite of this commandment) wellnigh every man had his special
idol: yet some had more than the old and new heathen themselves. Some
had their god in their money-bags, upon which they put all their trust
and confidence: many a one had his idol at court, and trusted wholly
and entirely on him: which idol was but a minion and often even such a
pitiable lickspittle as his worshipper himself; for his airy godhead
depended only on the April weather of a prince's smile: others found
their idol in popularity, and fancied, if they could but attain to that
they would themselves be demi-gods. Yet others had their gods in their
head, namely, those to whom the true God had granted a sound brain, so
that they were able to learn certain arts and sciences: for these
forgot the great Giver and looked only to the gift, in the hope that
gift would procure them all prosperity. Yea, and there were many whose
god was but their own belly, to which they daily offered sacrifice, as
once the heathen did to Bacchus and Ceres, and when that god shewed
himself unkind or when human failings shewed themselves in him, these
miserable folk then made a god of their physician, and sought for their
life's prolongation in the apothecary's shop, wherefrom they were more
often sped on their way to death.
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