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
Now even as the pastor had said, so it happened. In my first sleep
came four rogues disguised with frightful devils' masks into my room
and to my bed, and there they capered around like mountebanks and
twelfth-night fools. There had one a red-hot hook and another a torch
in his hands; but the other two fell upon me and dragged me out of bed
and danced around with me for a time, and then forced me to put on my
clothes: while I so pretended as if I had taken them for true and
natural devils, shrieked murder at the top of my voice, and shewed all
the effects of the greatest terror. So they told me I must go with
them: and with that they bound a napkin round my head so that I could
neither see, hear nor cry out. Then they led me by many winding ways up
and down many stairs, and at last into a cellar wherein was a great
fire burning, and when they had unbound the napkin then they began to
drink to me in Spanish wine and malmsey. And fain would they persuade
me I was dead, and what is more, in the depths of hell: for I was
careful to keep such a carriage as if I believed all that they
pretended.
Then said they, "Drink lustily; for thou must for ever abide with us:
but if thou wilt not be a good fellow and take thy part, thou must
forthwith into this fire that thou seest."
These poor devils would have disguised their speech and voice: yet I
marked at once they were my lord's grooms: yet I let them not perceive
this, but laughed in my sleeve that they that would make me a fool must
themselves be my fools. So I drank my share of the Spanish wine; but
they drank more than I, for such heavenly nectar cometh rarely to such
customers; insomuch that I could swear they would be drunk sooner than
I. But when it seemed to me to be the right time I so behaved myself
with reeling this way and that, as I had seen my master's guests lately
do, and at last would drink no more, but sleep; but no: they began to
chase me all round the cellar and prick me with their prong, which all
the time they had left to lie in the fire, till it seemed as if they
themselves had gone mad, and that to make me drink more or at least not
go to sleep. And whenever, being thus baited, I fell down (and this I
often did purposely), then they seized upon me and made as if they
would cast me into the fire. So was it with me as with a hawk that is
kept from sleep[10]: and this was my great torment. 'Tis true I could
have lasted them out both in respect of drunkenness and sleep; but they
stayed not all the time altogether, but relieved one another's watch;
and so at last must I have failed. Three days and two nights did I
spend in that smoky cellar, which had no other light but that which the
fire gave out: and so my head began to hum and to feel as if 'twould
burst, so that at last I must contrive some device to rid me at once of
my torment and of my tormentors. And this did I even as does the fox
when he cannot escape the hounds, and that so well that my devils could
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