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
And many fools made goddesses for
themselves out of flattering harlots: these they called by all manner
of outlandish names, worshipped them day and night with many thousand
sighs, and made songs upon them which contained naught but praise of
them, together with a humble prayer they would have mercy upon their
folly and become as great fools as were their suitors.
Contrariwise were there women which had made their own beauty their
idol. For this, they thought, will give me my livelihood, let God in
heaven say what He will. And this idol was every day, in place of other
offerings, adorned and sustained with paint, ointments, waters,
powders, and the like daubs.
There too I saw some which held houses luckily situated as their gods:
for they said, so long as they had lived therein had they ever had
health and wealth: and many said these had tumbled in through their
windows. At this folly I did more especially wonder because I would
well perceive the reason why the inhabitants so prospered. I knew one
man who for some years could never sleep by reason of his trade in
tobacco; for to this he had given up his heart, mind and soul, which
should be dedicate to God alone: and to this idol he sent up night and
day a thousand sighs, for 'twas by that he made his way in life. Yet
what did happen? The fool died and vanished like his own tobacco-smoke.
Then thought I, O thou miserable man! Had but thy soul's happiness and
the honour of the true God been so dear to thee as thine idol, which
stands upon thy shop-sign in the shape of a Brazilian, with a roll of
tobacco under his arm and a pipe in his mouth, then am I sure and
certain that thou hadst won a noble crown of honour to wear in the next
world.
Another ass had yet more pitiful idols: for when in a great company it
was being told by each how he had been fed and sustained during the
great famine and scarcity of food, this fellow said in plain German:
the snails and frogs had been his gods: for want of them he must have
died of hunger. So I asked him what then had God Himself been to him,
who had provided such insects for his sustenance. The poor creature
could answer nothing, and I wondered the more because I had never read
that either the old idolatrous Egyptians or the new American savages
ever called such vermin their gods, as did this prater.
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