The Serapion Brethren, Vol. I.Hoffmann, E. T. A. (Ernst Theodor Amadeus)
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The Serapion Brethren, Vol. I.
Hoffmann, E. T. A. (Ernst Theodor Amadeus)
Fiction
Oh! my dear, dear neighbour,
surely I can't be wrong, surely I'm not making a mistake here: you and
I spent many happy days together in Ceylon, just as nearly as possible
two hundred years ago? Did we not?"
"'Then he got into all sorts of labyrinths of incoherence, and I saw
well enough whom I had to do with, and got away from him as quickly as
I could, though not without some difficulty.
"'When I asked the landlady about him, I found that my neighbour, who
had long been a much esteemed savant and man of business, with much
many-sided cultivation, had a short time before fallen into a profound
_maliconia_, in which he believed that everybody was inimically
disposed to him and wanted to do him some harm; till all at once he
thought he had discovered the means of finding out those who were his
enemies and were hostile to him; upon which he had passed into his
present tranquil and contented condition of madness with "fixed idea."
It seems he sits nearly all day at his window making experiments with
his glass. His own kindly disposition is seen in the circumstance that
he nearly always augurs well of the people whom he experiments upon,
and when he comes across anybody whom he thinks inimical, or dubious,
he is not angry, but droops into a state of quiet sadness. So that his
madness is quite harmless, and his elder brother, who manages his
affairs, can let him live wherever he chooses, and has no occasion to
give himself any trouble about him.'
"'So that your ghost,' said Severin, 'belongs to the category of those
in Wagner's "Book of Apparitions," inasmuch as your explanation--to the
effect that it was due to natural causes, and was chiefly the result of
your own imagination--comes dragging in at the tail of the story, as is
always the case in that most prosy of books.'
"'If nothing short of a ghost will satisfy you,' said Marzell, 'of
course that is so. However, this madman of mine with whom I'm now on
the most intimate terms--is a very interesting specimen; and there's
only one thing connected with him that I don't altogether like, namely,
that he's beginning to take to _other_ fixed ideas; for instance, that
he's the King of Amboyna, and has been taken prisoner, and exhibited
for money about the country, as a bird of paradise, for fifty years.
Now that sort of thing is capable of turning into a violent form of
insanity. I knew a man who used to shine as the moon in the quietest
and happiest madness every night, till he took it in his head that he
had got to rise as the sun also, and then he broke out into the wildest
violence.'
"'My dear fellows,' cried Alexander, 'is this talk for a place like
this, in the middle of thousands of people in their holiday clothes,
enjoying themselves in the bright sunshine? All we want to make us
perfect is that Severin--who's looking much paler and more pensive than
I like to see him shall have had some more terrible experience than
even we have, and will tell us about it.'
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