The Wanderings of Persiles and Sigismunda: A Northern StoryCervantes Saavedra, Miguel de
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The Wanderings of Persiles and Sigismunda: A Northern Story
Cervantes Saavedra, Miguel de
Spanish fiction -- Translations into English; Voyages and travels -- Fiction
In the meanwhile it happened that the boy Antonio, being in his room
alone, a woman entered. She was about forty years of age, but there
was a vivacity in her air that might make her pass for ten years
younger. She was drest, not according to the fashion of the country
they were in, but after the Spanish mode; and Antonio, although he was
ignorant of any customs but those of the barbarous isle, saw at once
she was a stranger in this place. He arose from his seat to receive
her courteously, for though a barbarian he had been well brought up.
The lady, after fixing her eyes intently on his countenance for some
time, spoke thus--"It probably may seem strange to thee, O young man,
to see me here, since thou art doubtless unaccustomed to receive visits
from ladies, having as I am told been educated in a barbarous island,
not amongst barbarians but amongst rocks and stones, from whence, as
thou hast derived thy beauty, so also mayst thou have imbibed from them
hardness of heart, which may, I dread, prove contrary to my wishes.
Fear not, have no suspicions, and do not be alarmed; I am not saying
anything very monstrous, but that which accords with our human nature.
Thou dost perceive that I speak the Spanish tongue, the language which
thou speakest, which similarity should engender friendship between
us. I am called Zenotia, and am a native of Spain, born and bred in
Alhama, a city of the kingdom of Grenada; my name is well-known there,
and throughout all Spain, for my renown is so great that it cannot
remain in obscurity. It is four years since I left my native land,
flying from the vigilance of those watchful mastiff dogs, who there
keep guard over the Catholic flock. My race is descended from Hagar,
my religion is that of Zoroaster. Behold yonder sun, now shining upon
us; if thou wouldst desire to see a sign of the power I possess, wish
that those beams may be obscured, and I will instantly command thick
clouds to cover them and a dark night to succeed to this brightness;
or wouldst thou see the earth tremble, the winds blow, the ocean rage,
mountains bow down, and wild beasts howl, or any other terrible signs
representing the primæval chaos; only speak the word and it shall be
done. Further, know, that in the city of Alhama there has always lived
a woman of my race, who with the name of Zenotia has inherited the
knowledge which makes us witches, as men call us, but we are in truth
enchantresses or magicians, names more appropriate; witches never do
anything that is of use or profit, and they exercise their tricks
upon small trifles. They play with that they understand not; and if
sometimes things turn out as they pretend, it is not by virtue of
their art, but that God permits the Evil One to deceive them as their
punishment; but we who bear the name of enchantresses and magicians
are persons of a higher quality. We read the stars, contemplate the
position of the heavens, know the virtue of all plants and herbs, of
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