journal of a voyage to lisbon-第3部分
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they have effected it; and for my part I must confess I should
have honored and loved Homer more had he written a true history
of his own times in humble prose; than those noble poems that
have so justly collected the praise of all ages; for; though I
read these with more admiration and astonishment; I still read
Herodotus; Thucydides; and Xenophon with more amusement and more
satisfaction。 The original poets were not; however; without
excuse。 They found the limits of nature too straight for the
immensity of their genius; which they had not room to exert
without extending fact by fiction: and that especially at a time
when the manners of men were too simple to afford that variety
which they have since offered in vain to the choice of the
meanest writers。 In doing this they are again excusable for the
manner in which they have done it。
Ut speciosa dehine miracula promant。
They are not; indeed; so properly said to turn reality into
fiction; as fiction into reality。 Their paintings are so bold;
their colors so strong; that everything they touch seems to exist
in the very manner they represent it; their portraits are so
just; and their landscapes so beautiful; that we acknowledge the
strokes of nature in both; without inquiring whether Nature
herself; or her journeyman the poet; formed the first pattern of
the piece。 But other writers (I will put Pliny at their head)
have no such pretensions to indulgence; they lie for lying sake;
or in order insolently to impose the most monstrous
improbabilities and absurdities upon their readers on their own
authority; treating them as some fathers treat children; and as
other fathers do laymen; exacting their belief of whatever they
relate; on no other foundation than their own authority; without
ever taking the pains or adapting their lies to human credulity;
and of calculating them for the meridian of a common
understanding; but; with as much weakness as wickedness; and with
more impudence often than either; they assert facts contrary to
the honor of God; to the visible order of the creation; to the
known laws of nature; to the histories of former ages; and to the
experience of our own; and which no man can at once understand
and believe。 If it should be objected (and it can nowhere be
objected better than where I now write;'12' as there is nowhere
more pomp of bigotry) that whole nations have been firm believers
in such most absurd suppositions; I reply; the fact is not true。
They have known nothing of the matter; and have believed they
knew not what。 It is; indeed; with me no matter of doubt but
that the pope and his clergy might teach any of those Christian
heterodoxies; the tenets of which are the most diametrically
opposite to their own; nay; all the doctrines of Zoroaster;
Confucius; and Mahomet; not only with certain and immediate
success; but without one Catholic in a thousand knowing he had
changed his religion。
'12' At Lisbon。
What motive a man can have to sit down; and to draw forth a list
of stupid; senseless; incredible lies upon paper; would be
difficult to determine; did not Vanity present herself so
immediately as the adequate cause。 The vanity of knowing more
than other men is; perhaps; besides hunger; the only inducement
to writing; at least to publishing; at all。 Why then should not
the voyage…writer be inflamed with the glory of having seen what
no man ever did or will see but himself? This is the true source
of the wonderful in the discourse and writings; and sometimes; I
believe; in the actions of men。 There is another fault; of a
kind directly opposite to this; to which these writers are
sometimes liable; when; instead of filling their pages with
monsters which nobody hath ever seen; and with adventures which
never have; nor could possibly have; happened to them; waste
their time and paper with recording things and facts of so common
a kind; that they challenge no other right of being remembered
than as they had the honor of having happened to the author; to
whom nothing seems trivial that in any manner happens to himself。
Of such consequence do his own actions appear to one of this
kind; that he would probably think himself guilty of infidelity
should he omit the minutest thing in the detail of his journal。
That the fact is true is sufficient to give it a place there;
without any consideration whether it is capable of pleasing or
surprising; of diverting or informing; the reader。 I have seen a
play (if I mistake not it is one of Mrs。 Behn's or of Mrs。
Centlivre's) where this vice in a voyage…writer is finely
ridiculed。 An ignorant pedant; to whose government; for I know
not what reason; the conduct of a young nobleman in his travels
is committed; and who is sent abroad to show my lord the world;
of which he knows nothing himself; before his departure from a
town; calls for his Journal to record the goodness of the wine
and tobacco; with other articles of the same importance; which
are to furnish the materials of a voyage at his return home。 The
humor; it is true; is here carried very far; and yet; perhaps;
very little beyond what is to be found in writers who profess no
intention of dealing in humor at all。 Of one or other; or both
of these kinds; are; I conceive; all that vast pile of books
which pass under the names of voyages; travels; adventures;
lives; memoirs; histories; etc。; some of which a single traveler
sends into the world in many volumes; and others are; by
judicious booksellers; collected into vast bodies in folio; and
inscribed with their own names; as if they were indeed their own
travels: thus unjustly attributing to themselves the merit of others。
Now; from both these faults we have endeavored to steer clear in
the following narrative; which; however the contrary may be
insinuated by ignorant; unlearned; and fresh…water critics; who
have never traveled either in books or ships; I do solemnly
declare doth; in my own impartial opinion; deviate less from
truth than any other voyage extant; my lord Anson's alone being;
perhaps; excepted。 Some few embellishments must be allowed to
every historian; for we are not to conceive that the speeches in
Livy; Sallust; or Thucydides; were literally spoken in the very
words in which we now read them。 It is sufficient that every
fact hath its foundation in truth; as I do seriously aver is the
ease in the ensuing pages; and when it is so; a good critic will
be so far from denying all kind of ornament of style or diction;
or even of circumstance; to his author; that he would be rather
sorry if he omitted it; for he could hence derive no other
advantage than the loss of an additional pleasure in the perusal。
Again; if any merely common incident should appear in this
journal; which will seldom I apprehend be the case; the candid
reader will easily perceive it is not introduced for its own
sake; but for some observations and reflections naturally
resulting from it; and which; if but little to his amusement;
tend directly to the instruction of the reader or to the
information of the public; to whom if I choose to convey such
instruction or information with an air of joke and laughter; none
but the dullest of fellows will; I believe; censure it; but if
they should; I have the authority of more than one passage in
Horace to allege in my defense。 Having thus endeavored to
obviate some censures; to which a man without the gift of
foresight; or any fear of the imputation of being a conjurer;
might conceive this work would be liable; I might now undertake a
more pleasing task; and fall at once to the direct and positive
praises of the work itself; of which indeed; I could say a
thousand good things; but the task is so very pleasant that I
shall leave it wholly to the reader; and it is all the task that
I impose on him。 A moderation for which he may think himself
obliged to me when he compares it with the conduct of authors;
who often fill a whole sheet with their own praises; to which
they sometimes set their own real names; and sometimes a
fictitious one。 One hint; however; I must give the kind reader;
which is; that if he should be able to find no sort of amusement
in the book; he will be pleased to remember the public utility
which will arise from it。 If entertainment; as Mr。 Richardson
observes; be but a secondary consideration in a romance; with
which Mr。 Addison; I think; agrees; affirming the use of the
pastry cook to be the first; if this; I say; be true of a mere
work of invention; sure it may well be so considered in a work
founded; like this; on truth; and where the political reflections
form so distinguishing a part。 But perhaps I may hear; from some
critic of the most saturnine complexion; that my vanity must have
made a horrid dupe of my judgment; if it hath flattered me with
an expectation of having anything here seen in a grave light; or
of conveying any useful instruction to the public; or to their
guardians。 I answer; with the great man whom I just now quoted;
that my purpose is to convey instruction in the vehicle of
entertainment; and so to bring about at once; like the revolution
in the Rehearsal; a perfect reformation of the laws relating to
our maritime affairs: an undertaking; I will not say more
modest; but surely more feasible; than that of reforming a whole
people; by making use of a vehicular story; to wheel in among
them worse manners than their own。
INTRODUCTION
In the beginning of August; 1753; when I had taken the duke of
Portland's medicine; as it is called; near a year; the effects of
which had been the carrying off the symptoms of a lingering
imperfect gout; I was persuaded by Mr。 Ranby; the king's premier
sergeant…surgeon; and the ablest advice; I believe; in all
branches of the physical profession; to go immediately to Bath。
I accordingly wrote that very night t