The Visions of Dom Francisco de Quevedo VillegasQuevedo, Francisco de
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The Visions of Dom Francisco de Quevedo Villegas
Quevedo, Francisco de
Satire; Spanish literature -- Translations into English
“To our trusty and despairing legions, and well-beloved subjects, lying
under the condemnation of perpetual darkness, that lived pensioners to
sin, and had death for their pay-master, greeting. This is to let you
understand, that there are two devils, who pretend a claim to the honour
of our lieutenancy; but we have absolutely refused to gratify either the
one or the other, in that point, out of a singular affection and respect
to our right trusty and well-beloved cousin, a certain she-devil that
deserves it before all others.”
At this the whole assembly fell to whispering and muttering, and staring
one upon another, till at last Lucifer observing it bade them never
trouble themselves to guess who it might be, but fetch good fortune to
him, known otherwise by the name of Madam Prosperity, who presently
appeared in the tail of the assembly, and with a proud and disdainful air
marched up and planted herself before the degraded seraphim, who looked
her wistly in the face, and then he on in the tone he first began.
“It is our will, pleasure, and command, that next and immediately under
our proper person, you pay all honour and respect to the Lady Prosperity,
and obey her, as the most mighty and supreme governess of these our
dominions. Which titles and qualities we have conferred upon her, as due
to her merit; for she hath damned more souls than all you together. She
it is that makes men cast off all fear of God and love of their
neighbour. She it is that makes men place their sovereign good in
riches; that engages and entangles men’s minds in vanity; strikes them
blind in their pleasures; loads them with treasure, and buries them in
sin. Where’s the tragedy that she has not played her part in’t? Where’s
the stability and wisdom that she has not staggered? Where’s the folly
that she has not improved and augmented? She takes no counsel and fears
no punishment. She it is that furnishes matter for scandal, experience
for story, that entertains the cruelty of tyrants, and bathes the
executioners in innocent blood. How many souls that lived innocent,
while they were poor, have fallen into impiety and reprobation, so soon
as ever they came to drink of the enchanted cup of prosperity! Go to
then, be obedient to her, we charge ye all, as to ourself; and know, that
they that stand their ground against prosperity are none of your quarry.
Let them e’en alone, for ’tis but time lost to attempt them. Take
example from that impertinent devil, that got leave to tempt Job; he
persecuted him, beggared him, covered him all over with scabs and ulcers.
Sot that he was! if he had understood his business, he would have gone
another way to work, and begged leave to have multiplied riches upon him,
and to have possessed him of health and pleasures. That’s the trial; and
how many are there that when they thrive in the world turn their backs
upon Heaven, and never so much as name their Creator, but in oaths, and
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