Satire; Spanish literature -- Translations into English
As it is out of my power to follow all the judgments in their order, I
shall report only those that appeared most worthy of note. A fencing
master, being unwilling to approach the bar, an angel extended his arm to
seize him; but the master, throwing himself into an attitude, made a
fanciful push towards the angel, telling him at the same time, that from
such a thrust with the small sword, he would have received a mortal
wound; that all those who had taken lessons of him, never failed to kill
their man, and that he himself had always been victorious, till he met
with his physician. At last, constrained by force, he was brought
forward and convicted of all the homicides committed by his scholars,
who, confident in their skill, had often sought quarrels, for the purpose
of putting their theory in practice. For these offences it was decreed
that he should go into hell in a perpendicular line. “Zounds,” said the
master, “I will go as I may, but not in a perpendicular line; I am not a
mathematician.” “How,” said the angel, “do you wish to go?” “In making
leaps backward before the mouth of hell.” “Not quite so much subtlety,”
said the devil; “I will make you obedient;” and he carried him into the
abyss, that was at the extremity of the valley.
This man gave place to a great astrologer, whom his angel endeavoured to
bring before the tribunal: he was loaded with almanacs, globes, spheres,
astrolabes, compasses, quadrants, rules, and papers, filled with
astronomical calculations. “You are mistaken,” said he to the angel;
“the last judgment has not yet arrived, because the constellation of
Saturn, and that of fear, have not yet finished their courses; it ought
not to arrive in less than twenty-four thousand years; for God hath not
created the universe and the celestial globes, not to permit them to
finish their journeys; and there is yet no appearance of an union of the
sun and stars, to set fire to the world, as must necessarily happen at
the last day. I appeal, then, in advance, against all other judgments.”
“March,” said the devil, “or I shall carry you.” “Carry me,” said the
astronomer, “into the kingdom of the moon; I will reward you well; I am
curious to see those beautiful countries, we discover with our
telescopes; the countries of Galileo, of Copernicus, of Tycho Brahe, and
other celebrated astronomers, who are gone to dwell in the moon, and who
have bestowed their names upon those regions they inhabit.” The
discourse of this fool, did not prevent an accusation before the judge,
of irreligion, superstition, and other vices which he could not dispute.
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