The Welsh and Their Literature: from The London Quarterly Review, January 1861, American Edition — John Shaqi
The Welsh and Their Literature: from The London Quarterly Review, January 1861, American EditionBorrow, George
History
The Welsh and Their Literature: from The London Quarterly Review, January 1861, American Edition
Borrow, George
Welsh literature -- History and criticism
Inconsiderateness, Wantonness, and the Demon of _Tobacco_—offers to go to
Britain and do his best to further the views of his master. Lucifer,
however, after listening to them all and acknowledging the peculiar merit
of each, says that none of them is of sufficient power to be relied upon
in the present emergency, but that he has a darling friend, who, with
their co-operation, is equal to the enterprise. The friend turns out to
be Ease—pleasant Ease—on whose merits he expatiates with great eloquence,
and with whom he requests them to co-operate. ‘Go with her,’ says he,
‘and keep everybody in his sleep and his rest, in prosperity and comfort,
abundance and carelessness, and then you will see the poor honest man, as
soon as he shall drink of the alluring cup of Ease, become a perverse,
proud, untractable churl; the industrious labourer change into a careless
waggish rattler; and every other person become just as you would desire
him . . . Follow her to Britain,’ he says in conclusion, ‘and be as
obedient to her as to our own royal Majesty’!
Then comes the finale:—
‘At this moment the huge bolt was shaken, and Lucifer and his chief
counsellors were struck to the vortex of extremest hell, and oh! how
horrible it was to see the throat of Unknown opening to receive them!
“Well!” said the Angel, “we will now return; but you have not seen
anything in comparison with the whole which is within the bounds of
Destruction, and if you had seen the whole, it is nothing to the
inexpressible misery which exists in Unknown, for it is not possible
to form an idea of the world in extremest hell.” And at that word the
celestial messenger snatched me up to the firmament of the accursed
kingdom of darkness by a way I had not seen, whence I obtained, from
the palace along all the firmament of the black and hot _Destruction_,
and the whole land of forgetfulness, even to the walls of the city of
Destruction, a full view of the accursed monster of a giantess, whose
feet I had seen before. I do not possess words to describe her
figure. But I can tell you that she was a triple-faced giantess,
having one very atrocious countenance turned towards the heavens,
barking, snorting, and vomiting accursed abomination against the
celestial King; another countenance, very fair, towards the earth, to
entice men to tarry in her shadow; and another, the most frightful
countenance of all, turned towards Hell to torment it to all eternity.
She is larger than the entire earth, and is yet daily increasing, and
a hundred times more frightful than the whole of hell. She caused
hell to be made, and it is she who fills it with inhabitants. If she
were removed from hell, hell would become paradise; and if she were
removed from the earth, the little world would become heaven; and if
she were to go to heaven, she would change the regions of bliss into
utter hell.
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