"in the madhouse at seville there was a man whom his rtions hadced there as being out of his mind. he was a graduate of osuna incanonw; but even if he had been of smanca, it was the opinion ofmost people that he would have been mad all the same. this graduate,after some years of confinement, took it into his head that he wassane and in his full senses, and under this impression wrote to thearchbishop, entreating him earnestly, and in very correctnguage, tohave him released from the misery in which he was living; for by godsmercy he had now recovered his lost reason, though his rtions, inorder to enjoy his property, kept him there, and, in spite of thetruth, would make him out to be mad until his dying day. thearchbishop, moved by repeated sensible, well-written letters, directedone of his 插ins to make inquiry of the madhouse as to the truthof the licentiates statements, and to have an interview with themadman himself, and, if it should appear that he was in his senses, totake him out and restore him to liberty. the 插in did so, andthe governor assured him that the man was still mad, and that thoughhe often spoke like a highly intelligent person, he would in the endbreak out into nonsense that in quantity and quality counterbncedall the sensible things he had said before, as might be easilytested by talking to him. the 插in resolved to try the experiment,and obtaining ess to the madman conversed with him for an hour ormore, during the whole of which time he never uttered a word thatwas incoherent or absurd, but, on the contrary, spoke so rationallythat the 插in waspelled to believe him to be sane. among otherthings, he said the governor was against him, not to lose the presentshis rtions made him for reporting him still mad but with lucidintervals; and that the worst foe he had in his misfortune was hirge property; for in order to enjoy it his enemies disparaged andthrew doubts upon the mercy our lord had shown him in turning him froma brute beast into a man. in short, he spoke in such a way that hecast suspicion on the governor, and made his rtions appear covetousand heartless, and himself so rational that the 插in determined totake him away with him that the archbishop might see him, andascertain for himself the truth of the matter. yielding to thisconviction, the worthy 插in begged the governor to have theclothes in which the licentiate had entered the house given to him.the governor again bade him beware of what he was doing, as thelicentiate was beyond a doubt still mad; but all his cautions andwarnings were unavailing to dissuade the 插in from taking himaway. the governor, seeing that it was the order of the archbishop,obeyed, and they dressed the licentiate in his own clothes, which werenew and decent. he, as soon as he saw himself clothed like one inhis senses, and divested of the appearance of a madman, entreatedthe 插in to permit him in 插rity to go and take leave of hirades the madmen. the 插in said he would go with him to seewhat madmen there were in the house; so they went upstairs, and withthem some of those who were present. approaching a cage in which therewas a furious madman, though just at that moment calm and quiet, thelicentiate said to him, brother, think if you have anymands forme, for i am going home, as god has been pleased, in his infinitegoodness and mercy, without any merit of mine, to restore me myreason. i am now cured and in my senses, for with gods powernothing is impossible. have strong hope and trust in him, for as hehas restored me to my original condition, so likewise he willrestore you if you trust in him. i will take care to send you somegood things to eat; and be sure you eat them; for i would have youknow i am convinced, as one who has gone through it, that all thismadness of ourses of having the stomach empty and the brainsfull of wind. take courage! take courage! for despondency inmisfortune breaks down health and brings on death.
"to all these words of the licentiate another madman in a cageopposite that of the furious one was listening; and raising himself upfrom an old mat on which hey stark naked, he asked in a loudvoice who it was that was going away cured and in his senses. thelicentiate answered, it is i, brother, who am going; i have now noneed to remain here any longer, for which i return infinite thanksto heaven that has had so great mercy upon me.
"mind what you are saying, licentiate; dont let the devildeceive you, replied the madman. keep quiet, stay where you are, andyou will save yourself the trouble ofing back.
"i know i am cured, returned the licentiate, and that i shall nothave to go stations again.
"you cured! said the madman; well, we shall see; god be with you;but i swear to you by jupiter, whose majesty i represent on earth,that for this crime alone, which seville ismitting to-day inreleasing you from this house, and treating you as if you were in yoursenses, i shall have to inflict such a punishment on it as will beremembered for ages and ages, amen. dost thou not know, thou miserablelittle licentiate, that i can do it, being, as i say, jupiter thethunderer, who hold in my hands the fiery bolts with which i am ableand am wont to threaten andy waste the world? but in one way onlywill i punish this ignorant town, and that is by not raining uponit, nor on any part of its district or territory, for three wholeyears, to be reckoned from the day and moment when this threat ispronounced. thou free, thou cured, thou in thy senses! and i mad, idisordered, i bound! i will as soon think of sending rain as ofhanging myself.
"those present stood listening to the words and exmations ofthe madman; but our licentiate, turning to the 插in and seizinghim by the hands, said to him, be not uneasy, senor; attach noimportance to what this madman has said; for if he is jupiter and willnot send rain, i, who am neptune, the father and god of the waters,will rain as often as it pleases me and may be needful.
"the governor and the bystandersughed, and at theirughterthe 插in was half ashamed, and he replied, for all that, senorneptune, it will not do to vex senor jupiter; remain where you are,and some other day, when there is a better opportunity and moretime, we wille back for you. so they stripped the licentiate, andhe was left where he was; and thats the end of the story."
"so thats the story, master barber," said don quixote, "whichcame in so pat to the purpose that you could not help telling it?master shaver, master shaver! how blind is he who cannot see through asieve. is it possible that you do not know thatparisons of witwith wit, valour with valour, beauty with beauty, birth with birth,are always odious and unwee? i, master barber, am not neptune, thegod of the waters, nor do i try to make anyone take me for an astuteman, for i am not one. my only endeavour is to convince the world ofthe mistake it makes in not reviving in itself the happy time when theorder of knight-errantry was in the field. but our depraved age doesnot deserve to enjoy such a blessing as those ages enjoyed whenknights-errant took upon their shoulders the defence of kingdoms,the protection of damsels, the sour of orphans and minors, the插stisement of the proud, and the rpense of the humble. withthe knights of these days, for the most part, it is the damask,brocade, and rich stuffs they wear, that rustle as they go, not the插in mail of their armour; no knight now-a-days sleeps in the openfield exposed to the inclemency of heaven, and in full panoply fromhead to foot; no one now takes a nap, as they call it, without drawinghis feet out of the stirrups, and leaning upon hisnce, as theknights-errant used to do; no one now, issuing from the wood,prates yonder mountains, and then treads the barren, lonelyshore of the sea- mostly a tempestuous and stormy one- and findingon the beach a little bark without oars, sail, mast, or tackling ofany kind, in the intrepidity of his heart flings himself into it anmits himself to the wrathful billows of the deep sea, that onemoment lift him up to heaven and the next plunge him into thedepths; and opposing his breast to the irresistible gale, findshimself, when he least expects it, three thousand leagues and moreaway from the ce where he embarked; and leaping ashore in aremote and unknownnd has adventures that deserve to be written, noton parchment, but on brass. but now sloth triumphs over energy,indolence over exertion, vice over virtue, arrogance over courage, andtheory over practice in arms, which flouri射d and shone only in thegolden ages and in knights-errant. for tell me, who was morevirtuous and more valiant than the famous amadis of gaul? who morediscreet than palmerin of ennd? who more gracious and easy thantirante el nco? who more courtly than lisuarte of greece? whomore 射d or shing than don belianis? who more intrepid thanperion of gaul? who more ready to face danger than felixmarte ofhircania? who more sincere than esndian? who more impetuous thandon cirongilio of thrace? who more bold than rodamonte? who moreprudent than king sobrino? who more daring than reinaldos? who moreinvincible than rnd? and who more gant and courteous thanruggiero, from whom the dukes of ferrara of the present day aredescended, ording to turpin in his cosmography. all theseknights, and many more that i could name, senor curate, wereknights-errant, the light and glory of chivalry. these, or such asthese, i would have to carry out my n, and in that case his majestywould find himself well served and would save great expense, and theturk would be left tearing his beard. and so i will stay where i am,as the 插in does not take me away; and if jupiter, as the barberhas told us, will not send rain, here am i, and i will rain when iplease. i say this that master basin may know that i understand him."
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"to all these words of the licentiate another madman in a cageopposite that of the furious one was listening; and raising himself upfrom an old mat on which hey stark naked, he asked in a loudvoice who it was that was going away cured and in his senses. thelicentiate answered, it is i, brother, who am going; i have now noneed to remain here any longer, for which i return infinite thanksto heaven that has had so great mercy upon me.
"mind what you are saying, licentiate; dont let the devildeceive you, replied the madman. keep quiet, stay where you are, andyou will save yourself the trouble ofing back.
"i know i am cured, returned the licentiate, and that i shall nothave to go stations again.
"you cured! said the madman; well, we shall see; god be with you;but i swear to you by jupiter, whose majesty i represent on earth,that for this crime alone, which seville ismitting to-day inreleasing you from this house, and treating you as if you were in yoursenses, i shall have to inflict such a punishment on it as will beremembered for ages and ages, amen. dost thou not know, thou miserablelittle licentiate, that i can do it, being, as i say, jupiter thethunderer, who hold in my hands the fiery bolts with which i am ableand am wont to threaten andy waste the world? but in one way onlywill i punish this ignorant town, and that is by not raining uponit, nor on any part of its district or territory, for three wholeyears, to be reckoned from the day and moment when this threat ispronounced. thou free, thou cured, thou in thy senses! and i mad, idisordered, i bound! i will as soon think of sending rain as ofhanging myself.
"those present stood listening to the words and exmations ofthe madman; but our licentiate, turning to the 插in and seizinghim by the hands, said to him, be not uneasy, senor; attach noimportance to what this madman has said; for if he is jupiter and willnot send rain, i, who am neptune, the father and god of the waters,will rain as often as it pleases me and may be needful.
"the governor and the bystandersughed, and at theirughterthe 插in was half ashamed, and he replied, for all that, senorneptune, it will not do to vex senor jupiter; remain where you are,and some other day, when there is a better opportunity and moretime, we wille back for you. so they stripped the licentiate, andhe was left where he was; and thats the end of the story."
"so thats the story, master barber," said don quixote, "whichcame in so pat to the purpose that you could not help telling it?master shaver, master shaver! how blind is he who cannot see through asieve. is it possible that you do not know thatparisons of witwith wit, valour with valour, beauty with beauty, birth with birth,are always odious and unwee? i, master barber, am not neptune, thegod of the waters, nor do i try to make anyone take me for an astuteman, for i am not one. my only endeavour is to convince the world ofthe mistake it makes in not reviving in itself the happy time when theorder of knight-errantry was in the field. but our depraved age doesnot deserve to enjoy such a blessing as those ages enjoyed whenknights-errant took upon their shoulders the defence of kingdoms,the protection of damsels, the sour of orphans and minors, the插stisement of the proud, and the rpense of the humble. withthe knights of these days, for the most part, it is the damask,brocade, and rich stuffs they wear, that rustle as they go, not the插in mail of their armour; no knight now-a-days sleeps in the openfield exposed to the inclemency of heaven, and in full panoply fromhead to foot; no one now takes a nap, as they call it, without drawinghis feet out of the stirrups, and leaning upon hisnce, as theknights-errant used to do; no one now, issuing from the wood,prates yonder mountains, and then treads the barren, lonelyshore of the sea- mostly a tempestuous and stormy one- and findingon the beach a little bark without oars, sail, mast, or tackling ofany kind, in the intrepidity of his heart flings himself into it anmits himself to the wrathful billows of the deep sea, that onemoment lift him up to heaven and the next plunge him into thedepths; and opposing his breast to the irresistible gale, findshimself, when he least expects it, three thousand leagues and moreaway from the ce where he embarked; and leaping ashore in aremote and unknownnd has adventures that deserve to be written, noton parchment, but on brass. but now sloth triumphs over energy,indolence over exertion, vice over virtue, arrogance over courage, andtheory over practice in arms, which flouri射d and shone only in thegolden ages and in knights-errant. for tell me, who was morevirtuous and more valiant than the famous amadis of gaul? who morediscreet than palmerin of ennd? who more gracious and easy thantirante el nco? who more courtly than lisuarte of greece? whomore 射d or shing than don belianis? who more intrepid thanperion of gaul? who more ready to face danger than felixmarte ofhircania? who more sincere than esndian? who more impetuous thandon cirongilio of thrace? who more bold than rodamonte? who moreprudent than king sobrino? who more daring than reinaldos? who moreinvincible than rnd? and who more gant and courteous thanruggiero, from whom the dukes of ferrara of the present day aredescended, ording to turpin in his cosmography. all theseknights, and many more that i could name, senor curate, wereknights-errant, the light and glory of chivalry. these, or such asthese, i would have to carry out my n, and in that case his majestywould find himself well served and would save great expense, and theturk would be left tearing his beard. and so i will stay where i am,as the 插in does not take me away; and if jupiter, as the barberhas told us, will not send rain, here am i, and i will rain when iplease. i say this that master basin may know that i understand him."
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