Category: Novels

Zadig; Or, The Book of Fate

Thou Joy of ev'ry Eye! Thou Torment of every Heart! Thou Intellectual Light! I do not kiss the Dust of thy Feet; because thou seldom art seen out of the Seraglio, and when thou art, thou walkest only on the Carpets of _Iran_, or on Beds of Roses.

Chapters

1. Chapter 1

Thou Joy of ev'ry Eye! Thou Torment of every Heart! Thou Intellectual Light! I do not kiss the Dust of thy Feet; because thou seldom art seen out of the Seraglio, and when thou...

2. Chapter 2

Ye bright Stars of Justice, ye profound Abyss of universal Knowledge, ye Mirrors of Equity, who have in you the Solidity of Lead, the Hardness of Steel, the Lustre of a Diamond,...

3. Chapter 3

The first Morning, as soon as the voluptuous _Irax_ had open'd his Eyes, his Musick-Master, with the Voices and Violins, entred his Apartment. They sang a Cantata, that lasted t...

4. Chapter 4

The _Egyptians_ at that Time were just and humane. The Populace, tis true, hurried _Zadig_ to the Town-Goal; but they took care in the first Place to stop the Bleeding of his Wo...

5. Chapter 5

You are all of you a Parcel of illiterate, ignorant Bigots, cry'd a _Grecian_: 'Tis plain, you know nothing of the Chaos, and that the World, as it now stands, is owing wholly t...

6. Chapter 6

When _Zadig_ had travelled some few Leagues from _Arbogad's_ Castle, he found himself arriv'd at the Banks of a little River; incessantly deploring, as he went along, his unhapp...

7. Chapter 7

No sooner had I reach'd the Borders of _Arabia_, but a notorious Free-booter, (one _Arbogad_ by Name) pick'd me up, as I was strolling along, and sold me to some Merchants, who...

8. Chapter 8

The Proprietor of this Castle, said _Zadig_, as they were upon the Road, seems to me to be a very hospitable Gentleman; tho' somewhat too haughty indeed, and too imperious: The...