|Montesquieu (16891755). Persian Letters. 1901.|
|Solim to Usbek, at Paris|
|I HAVE 1 made up my mind: your misfortunes shall disappear; I am going to punish.|| 1|
| Already I feel a secret joy: my soul and yours will soon be appeased: we shall exterminate crime, and make innocence turn pale.|| 2|
| Oh, all you who seem made only to be unconscious of your own feelings, and to be indignant even at your own desires, everlasting slaves of shame and modesty, would that I could bring you in crowds into this unhappy seraglio, to astonish you with the torrent of blood I am about to shed!|
THE SERAGLIO AT ISPAHAN, the 8th of the first moon of Rebiab, 1720.
|Note 1. The eleventh and last of the letters added in 1754. [back]|