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
I went next down a pair of stairs into a huge cellar, where I saw men
burning in unquenchable fire; and one of them roaring, cried out, “I
never over-sold; I never sold, but at conscionable rates, why am I
punished thus?” I durst have sworn it had been Judas, but going nearer
to him, to see if he had a red head, I found him to be a merchant of my
acquaintance, that died not long since. “How now, old Martin,” said I,
“art thou there?” He was dogged, because I did not call him Sir, and
made no answer. I saw his grief, and told him how much he was to blame,
to cherish that vanity even in hell, that had brought him thither. “And
what do ye think on’t now,” said I, “had not you better have traded in
blacks than Christians? Had not you better have contented yourself with
a little, honestly got, than run the hazard of your soul for an estate;
and have gone to heaven afoot, rather than to the devil on horseback?”
My friend was as mute as a fish; whether out of anger, shame, or grief, I
know not. And then a devil in office took up the discourse. “These
pickpocket rogues,” says he, “did they think to govern the world with
their own weights and measures, _in secula seculorum_? Methinks, the
blinking and false lights of their shops should have minded them of their
quarter, in the other world, aforehand. And ’tis all a case, with
jewellers, goldsmiths, and other trades, that serve only to flatter and
bolster up the world in luxury and folly. But if people would be wise,
these youths should have little enough to do. For what’s their cloth of
gold and silver, their silks, their diamond and pearl, (which they sell
at their own price) but matter of mere wantonness and superfluity? These
are they that inveigle ye into all sorts of extravagant expenses, and so
ruin ye insensibly, under colour of kindness and credit. For they set
everything at double the rate; and if you keep not touch at your day,
your persons are imprisoned, your goods seized, and your estates
extended. And they that helped to make you princes before, are now the
forwardest to put you into the condition of beggars.”
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