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Titel: First English reading book: Engelsch leesboek voor instituten, gymnasiën en hoogere burgerscholen: met Nederlandsche woordenlijst
Auteur: Herrig, Ludwig
Uitgave: Arnhem: J. Voltelen, 1869 *
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Citeerinstructie: Bijzondere Collecties van de Universiteit van Amsterdam, UBM: IWO 513 H 21
URL: https://schoolmuseum.uba.uva.nl/bookid/LCSM_204683
Onderwerp: Taal- en letterkunde naar afzonderlijke talen: Engelse taalkunde
Trefwoord: Leesvaardigheid, Engels, Leermiddelen (vorm)
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cried Asem; 'you see the consequence of
such neglect.' — Where is then that ten-
derness you so lately expressed for sub-
ordinate animals?' replied the Genius , smil-
ing : 'you seem to have forgot thatbranch
of justice.' must acknowledge my mistake,
returned Asem, 'I am now convinced that
we must be guilty of tyranny and injustice
to the brute creation, if we would enjoy
the world ourselves. But let us no longer
observe the duty of man to these irrational
creatures, but survey their connections with
one another.'
As they walked further up the country,
the more he was surprised to see no vestiges
of handsome houses, no cities, nor any mark
of elegant design. His conductor perceiv-
ing his surprise, observed, that the inha-
bitants of this new world were perfectly
content with their ancient simplicity; each
had a house, which, though homely, was
sufficient to lodge his little family; they
were too good to build houses., which could
only increase their own pride, and the envy
of the spectator; what they built was for
convenience, and not for show. 'At least,
then/ said Asem, 'they have neither ar-
chitects, painters, nor statuaries, in their
society; but these are idle arts, and may
be spared. However, before I spend much
more time, you should have my thanks for
introducing me into the society of some of
their wisest men; there is scarcely any
pleasure to me equal to a refined conver-
sation; there is nothing of which I am so
much enamoured as wisdom. — 'Wisdom!'
replied his instructor, 'how ridiculous ! We
have no wisdom here, for we have no oc-
casion for it; true wisdom is only a
knowledge of our own duty, and the
duty of others to us; hut of what use is
such wisdom here, each intuitively per-
forms what is right in himself, and expects
the same from others ! If by wisdom you
should mean vain curiosity, and empty spe-
culation, as such pleasures have their origin
in vanity, luxury, or avarice, we are too
good to pursue them.' — 'All this may be
right,' says Asem; 'but methinks I observe
a solitary disposition prevail among the
people; each family keeps separately within
their own precincts, without society, or
without intercourse.' — 'That indeed is
true,' replied the other; 'here is no esta-
blished society; nor should there be any:
all sociétés are made either through fear
or friendship; the people we are among
are too good to fear each other; and there
are no motives to private friendship, where
all are equally meritorious.' —'Well then,'
said the sceptic, 'as I am to spend my
time here, if I am to have neitlier the po-
lite arts, nor wisdom, nor friendship, in
such a world, I should be glad at least of
an easy companion, w'ho may tell me his
thoughts, and to whom I may communicate
mine.' — 'And to what purpose should
either do this?' says the Genius: 'flattery
or curiosity are vicious motives, and never
allowed of here; and wisdom is out of the
question.'
'Still, however/ said Asem, 'the inha-
bitants must be happy; each is contented
with his own possessions, nor avariciously
endeavours to heap up more than is ne-
cessary for his own subsistence: each has
therefore leisure for pitying those that
stand in need of his compassion.' He had
scarcely spoken, when his ears were as-
saulted with the lamentations of a wretch
who sat by the way side, and in the most
deplorable distress seemed gently to mur-
mur at his own misery. Asem immediately
ran to his relief, and found him in the last
stage of consumption. 'Strange,' cried
the son of Adam, 'that men who are free
from vice should thus suffer so much misery
without relief!' — 'Be not surprised/ said
the wretch who was dying; 'would it not
be the utmost injustice for beings, who have
only just sufficient to support themselves,
and are content with a bare subsistence, to
take it from their own mouths to put it
into mine? They never are possessed of a
single meal more than is necessary; and
what is barely necessary cannot be dispensed
with.' — 'They should have been supplied
•with more than is necessary/ cried Asem ;
'and yet I contradict my own opinion but
a moment before: all is doubt, perplexity,
and confusion. Even the want of ingra-
titude is no virtue here, since they never
received a favour. They have however
another excellence yet behind; the love of
their country is still I hope one of their
darling virtues.' — 'Peace, Asem,' replied
the Guardian, with a countenance not less
severe than beautiful, *nor forfeit all thy
pretensions to wisdom; the same selfish
motives by which we prefer our own in-
terest to that of others, induce us to re-
gard our country* preferably to that of
another. Nothing less than universal be-
nevolence is free from vice, and that you
see is practised here.' — 'Strange!' cries
the disappointed pilgrim in an agony of
distress; 'what sort of a world am I now
introduced to? There is scarcely a single
virtue, but that of temperance, which they
practise; and in that they are no way su-
perior to the very brute creation. There
is scarcely an amusement, which they enjoy ;