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The Visions of Dom Francisco de Quevedo Villegas
Quevedo, Francisco de
Satire; Spanish literature -- Translations into English
fist, to make the business slip the better, and he would willingly get
out the grease before he came to hold up his hand at the bar. There
followed next a multitude of vintners and tailors, under the guard of a
legion of devils, armed with rods, whips, cudgels, and other instruments
of correction: and these counterfeited themselves deaf, and were very
loth to leave their graves, for fear of a worse lodging. As they were
passing on, up started a little lawyer, and asked whither they were
going; they made answer, that they were going to give an account of their
works. With that the lawyer threw himself flat upon his belly in his
hole again: “If I am to go downward at last,” says he, “I am thus much
onward of my way.” The vintner sweat as he walked, till one drop
followed another; “That’s well done,” cried a devil at’s elbow, “to purge
out thy water, that we may have none in our wine.” There was a tailor
wrapped up in sarcenets, crook-fingered and baker-legged, spake not one
word all the way he went, but alas! alas! how can any man be a thief that
dies for want of bread? But his companions gave him a rebuke for
discrediting his trade. The next that appeared were a band of
highwaymen, following upon the heels one of another, in great distrust
and jealousy of thieves among themselves. These were fetched up by a
party of devils in the turning of a hand and lodged with the tailors;
“for,” said one of the company, “your highwayman is but a wild tailor.”
They were a little quarrelsome at first, but in the conclusion, they went
down into the valley, and kennelled quietly together. After these came
Folly with her gang of poets, fiddlers, lovers, and fencers: the people
of all the world, that dream the least of a day of reckoning; these were
disposed of among the hangmen, Jews, scribes, and philosophers. There
were also a great many solicitors wondering among themselves, that they
should have so much conscience when they were dead, and none at all
living. In fine, the word was given, Silence.
The throne being erected, and the great day come: a day of comfort to the
good, and of terror to the wicked. The sun and the stars waited on the
footstool; the wind was still; the water quiet; the earth in suspense and
anguish for fear of her children: and in brief, the whole creation was in
anxiety and disorder. The righteous they were employed in prayers and
thanksgivings; and the ungodly in framing of shifts and evasions, to
extenuate their pains. The guardian angels were at hand, on the one side
to acquit themselves of their duties and commissions. And on the other
side, were the devils hunting for more matters of aggravation and charge
against offenders. The Ten Commandments had the guard of a narrow gate,
which was so strait, that the most mortified body could not pass it,
without leaving a good part of his skin behind him.
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