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
At length, when the whole congregation came to understand that this was
the day of judgment, it was worth the while to observe what shifting and
shuffling there was among the wicked. The epicure and whoremaster would
not own his eyes, nor the slanderer his tongue, because they’d be sure to
appear in evidence against them. The pickpockets ran away as hard as
they could drive from their own fingers. There was one that had been
embalmed in Egypt, and staying for his tripes, an old usurer asked him,
if the bags were to rise with the bodies? I could have laughed at this
question, but I was presently taken up with a crowd of cutpurses, running
full speed from their own ears (that were offered them again) for fear of
the sad stories they expected to hear. I saw all this from a convenient
standing; and in the instant, there was an outcry at my feet, “Withdraw,
withdraw.” The word was no sooner given, but down I came, and
immediately a great many handsome ladies put forth their heads, and
called me clown, for not paying them that respect and ceremony which
belonged to their quality (now you must know that the women stand upon
their pantofles, even in hell itself). They seemed at first very gay and
frolic; and truly, well enough pleased to be seen naked, for they were
clean-skinned and well made. But when they came to understand that this
was the great day of accompt; their consciences took check, and all the
jollity was dashed in a moment; whereupon they took to the valley,
miserably listless and out of humour. There was one among the rest, that
had had seven husbands, and promised every one of them never to marry
again, for she could never love anything else she was sure: this lady was
casting about for fetches, and excuses, and what answer she should make
to that point. Another that had been as common as Ratcliff highway,
would neither lead nor drive, and stood humming and hawing a good while,
pretending she had forgot her night-gear, and such fooleries; but spite
of her heart, she was brought at last within sight of the throne, where
she found a world of her old acquaintance that she had carried part of
their way to hell, who had no sooner set eye on her, but they fell a
pointing and hooting, so that she took up her heels and herded herself in
a troop of serjeants. After this, I saw a many people driving a
physician along the bank of a river, and these were only such as he had
unnecessarily dispatched before their time. They followed him with cries
of, “Justice, justice,” and forced him on toward the judgment-seat, where
they arrived in the end with much ado. While this passed, I heard,
methought, upon my left hand a paddling in the water, as if one had been
swimming: and what should this be, but a judge in the middle of a river
washing and rinsing his hands, over and over. I asked him the meaning of
it; and he told me, that in his lifetime he had been often daubed in the
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