Satire; Spanish literature -- Translations into English
When we had left these contractors, (whom I regard as the most unhappy
class in hell, because, let them do ever so much good to the prince or to
the state, let them be ever so upright in their administration, nay, even
if they were angels, they could not escape accusation and hatred) our
attention was attracted by an immense crowd, which had arrived and filled
up the avenue in such a manner, that we could not pass, and so were
obliged to fall back to the opposite gate. “Who are these people?”
inquired I of the demon.
“They are,” replied he, “a corps of tailors; they arrive here in crowds,
like great armies, and when they come, all the demons are put in
requisition to confine them; my duty compels me to assist; go with me,
and amuse yourself with our proceedings.”
We made our way through this crowd of tailors, and arrived at length,
before a great furnace, the mouth of which was more than ten fathoms in
diameter. There they bound these tailors in faggots, putting from ten to
a dozen in each bundle: they fastened each one by the feet, and then
brought a rope about the whole package, and afterwards suspending the
faggot to a hook, which was elevated by means of a pulley, over the
centre of the furnace, a devil detached it, and let it fall into the
fire. Sometimes the tailors who had their arms free, grasped so firmly
the pulley, that the devil had an infinite deal of trouble to loose their
hold: when that took place, he caused the whole mass to make a pirouette
in the air, and as the motion was violent, the tailors were always forced
to let go, and drop into the fire. It happened that one of these faggots
fell outside the aperture, upon a quantity of others, which were ranged
like a pile of wood, and which the devil measured. The individuals of
this faggot, seized hold of the others in such a manner, that they could
not separate them; so that the devils who united their strength for that
purpose, were obliged to take the whole pile, attach it to the hook, and
let it all go together. The mass was so great, that it seemed as if it
would choke the fire of hell. The devils bestirred themselves, and
finally made an end of the tailors; they then cast in a great quantity of
oil, tallow, and sulphur, and stirring them up with long iron tormentors,
and employing large bellows, the fire caught all at once, and raised a
flame, that rose above the mouth of the furnace more than three hundred
feet. All the tailors having been cast into the fire, their demon
general, with a haughty and severe air, came to demand of me, why I had
not been bound with the others.
“Because,” said I to him, “I am not a tailor, a rogue, a thief, neither a
cabbager of stuff nor money; I am here with my companion, Curiosity, to
inspect the beauties and antiquities of this country.”
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account