CHAPTER XIII

RASSELAS DISCOVERS THE MEANS OF ESCAPE

The prince now dismissed his favourite to rest; but the narrative of

wonders and novelties filled his mind with perturbation. He revolved all

that he had heard, and prepared innumerable questions for the morning.

Much of his uneasiness was now removed. He had a friend to whom he could

impart his thoughts, and whose experience could assist him in his

designs. His heart was no longer condemned to swell with silent

vexation. He thought that even the Happy Valley might be endured with

such a companion, and that if they could range the world together, he

should have nothing further to desire.

In a few days the water was discharged, and the ground dried. The prince

and Imlac then walked out together, to converse without the notice of

the rest. The prince, whose thoughts were always on the wing, as he

passed by the gate, said, with a countenance of sorrow, "Why art thou so

strong, and why is man so weak?"

"Man is not weak," answered his companion; "knowledge is more than

equivalent to force. The master of mechanics laughs at strength. I can

burst the gate, but cannot do it secretly. Some other expedient must be

tried."

As they were walking on the side of the mountain, they observed that the

conies, which the rain had driven from their burrows, had taken shelter

among the bushes, and formed holes behind them, tending upwards in an

oblique line. "It has been the opinion of antiquity," said Imlac, "that

human reason borrowed many arts from the instinct of animals; let us,

therefore, not think ourselves degraded by learning from the coney. We

may escape by piercing the mountain in the same direction. We will begin

where the summit hangs over the middle part, and labour upward till we

shall issue up beyond the prominence."

The eyes of the prince, when he heard this proposal, sparkled with joy.

The execution was easy, and the success certain.

No time was now lost. They hastened early in the morning to choose a

place proper for their mine. They clambered with great fatigue among

crags and brambles, and returned without having discovered any part that

favoured their design. The second and the third day were spent in the

same manner, and with the same frustration. But, on the fourth, they

found a small cavern, concealed by a thicket, where they resolved to

make their experiment.

Imlac procured instruments proper to hew stone and remove earth, and

they fell to their work on the next day with more eagerness than vigour.

They were presently exhausted by their efforts, and sat down to pant

upon the grass. The prince, for a moment, appeared to be discouraged.

"Sir," said his companion, "practice will enable us to continue our

labour for a longer time; mark, however, how far we have advanced, and

you will find that our toil will some time have an end. Great works are

performed, not by strength but perseverance: yonder palace was raised by

single stones, yet you see its height and spaciousness. He that shall

walk with vigour three hours a day, will pass in seven years a space

equal to the circumference of the globe."

They returned to their work day after day, and, in a short time, found a

fissure in the rock, which enabled them to pass far with very little

obstruction. This Rasselas considered as a good omen. "Do not disturb

your mind," said Imlac, "with other hopes or fears than reason may

suggest: if you are pleased with prognostics of good, you will be

terrified likewise with tokens of evil, and your whole life will be a

prey to superstition. Whatever facilitates our work is more than an

omen, it is a cause of success. This is one of those pleasing surprises

which often happen to active resolution. Many things difficult to design

prove easy to performance."

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