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
By the time they reached the shore, the prisoner and his keeper had
landed. Periander looked at them to ascertain whether by chance he
knew the unfortunate creature, whose hard fate had placed him in the
very situation he himself had so lately been in: but he was not able
to catch a full view of the face because he kept it hung down, and
seemed to wish it should remain concealed; but the woman he knew full
well, the woman whom they called the guardian of the prison. He felt
as if his senses failed him when he looked at her, for clearly and
without any doubt he knew that she was Clelia, the nurse of his beloved
Auristella. Fain would he have spoken but he durst not, for he knew not
what to conjecture about her; and so restrained his feelings and his
tongue, and waited to see what would happen.
The governor, impatient to hasten the trial which was to give a happy
and fitting mate to Periander, gave orders immediately to sacrifice the
boy, (for he seemed no more,) that his heart might furnish powder for
the absurd and lying experiment which the sorcerer had ordained.
He was instantly seized by several of the barbarians, and without any
further ceremony than that of tying a piece of linen over his eyes,
they made him kneel down to have his hands tied behind him, which
he submitted to at once without uttering a word, like a tame lamb
expecting the stroke that was to deprive him of life. But old Clelia,
at the sight, upraised her voice and cried out with more vigour than
might have been expected at her years--"Hold! O great and powerful
governor, and know what you are about to do; for this youth, whom you
are going to slay, can in no way be of any use for the purpose you
require, seeing that he is the most beautiful woman imaginable, and
no man. Speak, most lovely Auristella, and do not allow yourself to
be deprived of life, overwhelmed as you are by the torrent of your
misfortunes, but put your trust in that providence of Heaven, which
has even now the power to save and preserve you, and enable you to
enjoy it once more."
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