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
"Then six men prepared for wrestling; and the boy, with more grace
than ever, bared his broad shoulders, his wide and ample chest, and
the nerves and muscles of his strong arms, and with incredible address
and dexterity, he shortly made each antagonist measure his length on
the ground. Next he lifted a heavy iron bar, which was driven into the
earth, because he was told that throwing this was the fourth trial
of strength. He swung it for a moment, and then making signs for the
people who were before him to stand aside, that he might have space
for the throw, he flung the bar without turning his arm round, with
such force, that, passing the bounds of the shore, the sea received it,
and there it lay buried. This surprising feat dismayed his opponents,
and none dared so much as to enter the lists in this contest. They
next gave him a cross-bow, and some arrows, and showed him a very high
and smooth pole, at the top of which was fastened part of a lance, on
which a dove was sitting, tied by a slight pack-thread. Those who were
to make this trial, were only permitted a single shot. One, who was
esteemed a very skilful marksman, stepped forward, hoping I believe
to knock the dove over, before the other could try; he drew his
bow, and the arrow struck the end of the lance, the affrighted bird
rose into the air; immediately another, not less confident than the
first, aimed with such dexterity, that he divided the string which
tied the dove, and released from its bonds, it soared free into the
sky; but the youth, who had already gained every first prize, let his
arrow fly, and, as if he had given it its mandate what to do, and it
understood him, it went whistling through the air, and divided the
bird in two, arresting at once its flight and its life. Then the cries
and acclamations of the spectators were renewed, and all praised the
stranger, who in the race, the fencing-match, wrestling, throwing the
bar, and drawing the cross-bow, with sundry other exercises which I
have not mentioned, was unrivalled, and bore away every first prize,
leaving it to his Companions to make their essay, after he had tried
each once.
"It was twilight when the games finished; and when the king Polycarp
arose from his seat, with the other judges, who were there to pronounce
who were the conquerors, and was preparing to reward the victorious
boy, he saw him kneeling before him, and saying, 'Our ship is left
unprotected and deserted; the night is coming on; whatever prizes I
have to hope for, coming from your hand, will be highly esteemed by me:
but, great king, let me pray you to leave them for another time, when,
at more leisure, and with more convenience, I may return to offer my
services, and claim them at your hands.'
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