Satire; Spanish literature -- Translations into English
I thanked her, and went in quest of the Introducer, who was at the same
time the Inspector of this smiling country. I perceived in him an old
man with a long beard. He received me with great civility; and having
signified to him my desire, he told me that he would himself conduct me
to the foot of the throne of the Queen. He girded upon his thigh instead
of a sword, along sharp scythe. He took for a cravat, an hour-glass with
golden sand; and for a hat, a bonnet of mercury with wings. To do me
honour, he preceded me. We entered immediately into the apartment of the
girls, which was separate from that of the women who have arrived at
maturity. In perambulating these chambers, I saw all these girls
singularly occupied: there were some who wept with jealousy against the
widows; others were filled with inquietudes, not daring to avow the love
with which the other sex had inspired them. “My lover,” said one, “is
extremely cold; he is too timid; O that the same privilege of declaring
our inclinations was permitted to us, as to the other sex! I would speak
a language to him, which he should respond.”
Some of them read or wrote letters; they used a great deal of paper in
that business; for in order to say that they would not, they destroyed,
recommenced, destroyed again, and recomposed the same lines; they desired
that their words should have a double meaning, and that their lovers
should understand that, which they had no intention of making them
comprehend. Others, placed before their mirrors, studied their gestures,
giving expression to their features, endeavouring to put grace into their
smile, and gaiety into their laugh. Certain of them, plucked the hair
from the chin and eye-brows; others applied plaster to their faces; many
of them, to cause paleness and a more interesting appearance in the eyes
of their lovers, ate plaster, jet, charcoal, and Spanish wax, contrary to
the custom of the French, who diligently avoid those substances that can
give them a yellow appearance, as saffron, pepper, salt, and every thing
provocative.
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