Chapter 4.XXXVII.--How Pantagruel sent for Colonel Maul-chitterling and Colonel Cut-pudding; with a discourse well worth your hearing about the names of places and persons
Chapter 4.XXXVIII.--How Chitterlings are not to be slighted by men
Chapter 4.XXXIX.--How Friar John joined with the cooks to fight the Chitterlings
Chapter 4.XL.--How Friar John fitted up the sow; and of the valiant cooks that went into it
Chapter 4.XLI.--How Pantagruel broke the Chitterlings at the knees
Chapter 4.XLII.--How Pantagruel held a treaty with Niphleseth, Queen of the Chitterlings
Chapter 4.XLIII.--How Pantagruel went into the island of Ruach
Chapter 4.XLIV.--How small rain lays a high wind
Chapter 4.XLV.--How Pantagruel went ashore in the island of Pope-Figland
Chapter 4.XLVI.--How a junior devil was fooled by a husbandman of Pope- Figland
Chapter 4.XLVII.--How the devil was deceived by an old woman of Pope- Figland
Chapter 4.XLVIII.--How Pantagruel went ashore at the island of Papimany
Chapter 4.XLIX.--How Homenas, Bishop of Papimany, showed us the Uranopet decretals
Chapter 4.L.--How Homenas showed us the archetype, or representation of a pope
Chapter 4.LI.--Table-talk in praise of the decretals
Chapter 4.LII.--A continuation of the miracles caused by the decretals
Chapter 4.LIII.--How, by the virtue of the decretals, gold is subtilely drawn out of France to Rome
Chapter 4.LIV.--How Homenas gave Pantagruel some bon-Christian pears
Chapter 4.LV.--How Pantagruel, being at sea, heard various unfrozen words
Chapter 4.LVI.--How among the frozen words Pantagruel found some odd ones
Chapter 4.LVII.--How Pantagruel went ashore at the dwelling of Gaster, the first master of arts in the world
Chapter 4.LVIII.--How, at the court of the master of ingenuity, Pantagruel detested the Engastrimythes and the Gastrolaters
Chapter 4.LIX.--Of the ridiculous statue Manduce; and how and what the Gastrolaters sacrifice to their ventripotent god
Chapter 4.LX.--What the Gastrolaters sacrificed to their god on interlarded fish-days
Chapter 4.LXI.--How Gaster invented means to get and preserve corn
Chapter 4.LXII.--How Gaster invented an art to avoid being hurt or touched by cannon-balls
Chapter 4.LXIII.--How Pantagruel fell asleep near the island of Chaneph, and of the problems proposed to be solved when he waked
Chapter 4.LXIV.--How Pantagruel gave no answer to the problems
Chapter 4.LXV.--How Pantagruel passed the time with his servants
Chapter 4.LXVI.--How, by Pantagruel’s order, the Muses were saluted near the isle of Ganabim
Chapter 4.LXVII.--How Panurge berayed himself for fear; and of the huge cat Rodilardus, which he took for a puny devil
THE FIFTH BOOK.
The Author’s Prologue
Chapter 5.I.--How Pantagruel arrived at the Ringing Island, and of the noise that we heard
Chapter 5.II.--How the Ringing Island had been inhabited by the Siticines, who were become birds
Chapter 5.III.--How there is but one pope-hawk in the Ringing Island
Chapter 5.IV.--How the birds of the Ringing Island were all passengers
Chapter 5.V.--Of the dumb Knight-hawks of the Ringing Island
Chapter 5.VI.--How the birds are crammed in the Ringing Island
Chapter 5.VII.--How Panurge related to Master Aedituus the fable of the horse and the ass
Chapter 5.VIII.--How with much ado we got a sight of the pope-hawk
Chapter 5.IX.--How we arrived at the island of Tools
Chapter 5.X.--How Pantagruel arrived at the island of Sharping
Chapter 5.XI.--How we passed through the wicket inhabited by Gripe-men-all, Archduke of the Furred Law-cats
Chapter 5.XII.--How Gripe-men-all propounded a riddle to us
Chapter 5.XIII.--How Panurge solved Gripe-men-all’s riddle
Chapter 5.XIV.--How the Furred Law-cats live on corruption
Chapter 5.XV.--How Friar John talks of rooting out the Furred Law-cats
Chapter 5.XVI.--How Pantagruel came to the island of the Apedefers, or Ignoramuses, with long claws and crooked paws, and of terrible adventures and monsters there
Chapter 5.XVII.--How we went forwards, and how Panurge had like to have been killed
Chapter 5.XVIII.--How our ships were stranded, and we were relieved by some people that were subject to Queen Whims (qui tenoient de la Quinte)
Chapter 5.XIX.--How we arrived at the queendom of Whims or Entelechy
Chapter 5.XX.--How the Quintessence cured the sick with a song
Chapter 5.XXI.--How the Queen passed her time after dinner
Chapter 5.XXII.--How Queen Whims’ officers were employed; and how the said lady retained us among her abstractors
Chapter 5.XXIII.--How the Queen was served at dinner, and of her way of eating
Chapter 5.XXIV.--How there was a ball in the manner of a tournament, at which Queen Whims was present
Chapter 5.XXV.--How the thirty-two persons at the ball fought
Chapter 5.XXVI.--How we came to the island of Odes, where the ways go up and down
Chapter 5.XXVII.--How we came to the island of Sandals; and of the order of Semiquaver Friars
Chapter 5.XXVIII.--How Panurge asked a Semiquaver Friar many questions, and was only answered in monosyllables
Chapter 5.XXIX.--How Epistemon disliked the institution of Lent
Chapter 5.XXX.--How we came to the land of Satin
Chapter 5.XXXI.--How in the land of Satin we saw Hearsay, who kept a school of vouching
Chapter 5.XXXII.--How we came in sight of Lantern-land
Chapter 5.XXXIII.--How we landed at the port of the Lychnobii, and came to Lantern-land
Chapter 5.XXXIV.--How we arrived at the Oracle of the Bottle
Chapter 5.XXXV.--How we went underground to come to the Temple of the Holy Bottle, and how Chinon is the oldest city in the world
Chapter 5.XXXVI.--How we went down the tetradic steps, and of Panurge’s fear
Chapter 5.XXXVII.--How the temple gates in a wonderful manner opened of themselves
Chapter 5.XXXVIII.--Of the temple’s admirable pavement
Chapter 5.XXXIX.--How we saw Bacchus’s army drawn up in battalia in mosaic work
Chapter 5.XL.--How the battle in which the good Bacchus overthrew the Indians was represented in mosaic work
Chapter 5.XLI.--How the temple was illuminated with a wonderful lamp
Chapter 5.XLII.--How the Priestess Bacbuc showed us a fantastic fountain in the temple, and how the fountain-water had the taste of wine, according to the imagination of those who drank of it
Chapter 5.XLIII.--How the Priestess Bacbuc equipped Panurge in order to have the word of the Bottle
Chapter 5.XLIV.--How Bacbuc, the high-priestess, brought Panurge before the Holy Bottle
Chapter 5.XLV.--How Bacbuc explained the word of the Goddess-Bottle
Chapter 5.XLVI.--How Panurge and the rest rhymed with poetic fury
Chapter 5.XLVII.--How we took our leave of Bacbuc, and left the Oracle of the Holy Bottle
Introduction.
Had Rabelais never written his strange and marvellous romance, no one would ever have imagined the possibility of its production. It stands outside other things--a mixture of mad mirth and gravity, of folly and reason, of childishness and grandeur, of the commonplace and the out-of-the-way, of popular verve and polished humanism, of mother-wit and learning, of baseness and nobility, of personalities and broad generalization, of the comic and the serious, of the impossible and the familiar. Throughout the whole there is such a force of life and thought, such a power of good sense, a kind of assurance so authoritative, that he takes rank with the greatest; and his peers are not many. You may like him or not, may attack him or sing his praises, but you cannot ignore him. He is of those that die hard. Be as fastidious as you will; make up your mind to recognize only those who are, without any manner of doubt, beyond and above all others; however few the names you keep, Rabelais’ will always remain.
We may know his work, may know it well, and admire it more every time we read it. After being amused by it, after having enjoyed it, we may return again to study it and to enter more fully into its meaning. Yet there is no possibility of knowing his own life in the same fashion. In spite of all the efforts, often successful, that have been made to throw light on it, to bring forward a fresh document, or some obscure mention in a forgotten book, to add some little fact, to fix a date more precisely, it remains nevertheless full of uncertainty and of gaps. Besides, it has been burdened and sullied by all kinds of wearisome stories and foolish anecdotes, so that really there is more to weed out than to add.
This injustice, at first wilful, had its rise in the sixteenth century, in the furious attacks of a monk of Fontevrault, Gabriel de Puy-Herbault, who seems to have drawn his conclusions concerning the author from the book, and, more especially, in the regrettable satirical epitaph of Ronsard, piqued, it is said, that the Guises had given him only a little pavillon in the Forest of Meudon, whereas the presbytery was close to the chateau. From that time legend has fastened on Rabelais, has completely travestied him, till, bit by bit, it has made of him a buffoon, a veritable clown, a vagrant, a glutton, and a drunkard.
The likeness of his person has undergone a similar metamorphosis. He has been credited with a full moon of a face, the rubicund nose of an incorrigible toper, and thick coarse lips always apart because always laughing. The picture would have surprised his friends no less than himself. There have been portraits painted of Rabelais; I have seen many such. They are all of the seventeenth century, and the greater number are conceived in this jovial and popular style.