Comedies by Holberg : Jeppe of the Hill, The Political Tinker, Erasmus Montanus - LightNovelsOnl.com
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PEER. Who was it killed a quarter of the world?
MONTa.n.u.s. Bah! I refuse to answer such stupid questions.
PEER. It was Cain, who killed his brother Abel.
MONTa.n.u.s. Prove that there were no more than four human beings at the time. of course, much older than he; it is no wonder. Let them talk Danish, then, as we all understand it.
PEER. You prove that there were more.
MONTa.n.u.s. That isn't necessary; for affirmante inc.u.mbit probatio. Do you understand that?
PEER. Of course I do. Omnia conando docilis solertia vincit. Do you understand that?
MONTa.n.u.s. I am a perfect fool to stand here and dispute with a dunce. You wish to dispute, and yet know neither Latin nor Danish; much less do you know what logic is. Let's hear once, quid est logica?
PEER. Post molestam senectutam, post molestam senectutam nos habebat humus.
MONTa.n.u.s. Are you trying to make a fool of me, you rascal? (He grabs him by the hair. The Deacon escapes and shouts, "Dunce, dunce!") [Exeunt all except the Bailiff.]
SCENE 5
(Enter Jeronimus.)
JERONIMUS. Your servant, Mr. Bailiff. I am surprised to find you here. I have come to see my future son-in-law, Rasmus Berg.
JESPER. He will be here in a moment. It is a shame that you didn't come a half hour sooner. You would then have heard him and the deacon disputing together.
JERONIMUS. How did it come out?
JESPER. Shame on Peer the deacon! He is worse than I thought. I see well enough that he has forgot nothing either of his Latin or Hebrew.
JERONIMUS. I believe that well enough, for he probably never knew much of either.
JESPER. Don't say that, Monsieur Jeronimus! He has a devilish clever tongue. It is really a joy to hear the man talk Latin.
JERONIMUS. That is more than I should have expected. But how does my son look?
JESPER. He looks confoundedly learned. You would hardly recognize him. He has another name, too.
JERONIMUS. Another name! What does he call himself?
JESPER. He calls himself Monta.n.u.s, which is said to be the same as Rasmus in Latin.
JERONIMUS. Oh, shame! that is wicked. I have known many who have changed their Christian names in that way, but they never have prospered. Some years ago I knew a person who was christened Peer, and afterwards, when he had become a man of consequence, wanted to be coined again, and called himself Peter. But that name cost him dear, for he broke his leg and died in great misery. Our Lord doesn't allow such a thing, Mr. Bailiff.
JESPER. I don't care what his name is, but I don't like it that he has such peculiar opinions in religion.
JERONIMUS. What kind of opinions has he, then?
JESPER. Oh, it's terrible! My hair stands on end when I think of it.
I can't remember all that I heard, but I know that among other things he said that the earth was round. What can I call such a thing, Monsieur Jeronimus? That is nothing else than overthrowing all religion and leading folk away from the faith. A heathen certainly cannot speak worse.
JERONIMUS. He must have said that only in jest.
JESPER. It is going rather too far to joke about such things as that. See, here he comes himself.
SCENE 6
(Enter Monta.n.u.s.)
MONTa.n.u.s. How do you do, my dear father-in-law. I am delighted to see you in good health.
JERONIMUS. People of my age can't enjoy remarkable health.
MONTa.n.u.s. You look mighty well, however.
JERONIMUS. Do you think so?
MONTa.n.u.s. How is Miss Lisbed?
JERONIMUS. Oh, well enough.
MONTa.n.u.s. But what is the matter? It seems to me, my dear father-in-law, that you answer me rather coldly.
JERONIMUS. I have no good reason to do otherwise.
MONTa.n.u.s. What wrong have I done?
JERONIMUS. I have been told that you have such peculiar opinions that people might really think that you had become mad or deranged, for how can a sane man be foolish enough to say that the earth is round?
MONTa.n.u.s. But, profecto, it is round. I must speak the truth.
JERONIMUS. The deuce it is the truth! Such a notion can't possibly come from anywhere but from the devil, who is the father of lies. I am sure there isn't a single man here in the village who would not condemn such an opinion. Just ask the bailiff, who is an intelligent man, if he does not agree with me.
JESPER. It is really all one to me whether it is oblong or round; but I must believe my own eyes, which show me that the earth is as flat as a pancake.
MONTa.n.u.s. It is all one to me, too, what the bailiff or the others here in the village think on the subject; for I know that the earth is round.
JERONIMUS. The deuce it is round! You must be crazy. You surely have eyes in your head as well as other men.
MONTa.n.u.s. It is known for certain, my dear father-in-law, that people live right under us with their feet turned toward ours.