Visit to Iceland, by Ida Pfeiffer
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Title: Visit to Iceland and the Scandinavian North
Author: Ida Pfeiffer
Release Date: May 7, 2007 [eBook #1894]
Language: English
Character set encoding: ISO-646-US (US-ASCII)
***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK VISIT TO
ICELAND***
Transcribed from the 1853 Ingram, Cooke, and Co. edition by David
Price, email
[email protected]; second proof by Mike Ruffell.
VISIT TO ICELAND AND THE SCANDINAVIAN NORTH
TRANSLATED FROM THE GERMAN OF MADAME IDA
PFEIFFER.
WITH Numerous Explanatory Notes AND EIGHT TINTED
ENGRAVINGS.
TO WHICH ARE ADDED AN ESSAY ON ICELANDIC POETRY,
FROM THE FRENCH OF M. BERGMANN; A TRANSLATION OF
THE ICELANDIC POEM THE VOLUSPA; AND A BRIEF SKETCH
OF ICELANDIC HISTORY.
Second Edition.
LONDON: INGRAM, COOKE, AND CO. 1853
[Picture: Pictorial title page]
ADVERTISEMENT TO THE FIRST EDITION
The success which attended the publication in this Series of Illustrated
Works of A Woman's Journey round the World, has induced the
publication of the present volume on a country so little known as
Iceland, and about which so little recent information exists.
The translation has been carefully made, expressly for this Series, from
the original work published at Vienna; and the Editor has added a great
many notes, wherever they seemed necessary to elucidate the text.
In addition to the matter which appeared in the original work, the
present volume contains a translation of a valuable Essay on Icelandic
poetry, by M. Bergmann; a translation of an Icelandic poem, the
'Voluspa;' a brief sketch of Icelandic History; and a translation of
Schiller's ballad, 'The Diver,' which is prominently alluded to by
Madame Pfeiffer in her description of the Geysers. {1}
The Illustrations have been printed in tints, so as to make the work
uniform with the Journey round the World.
London, August 1, 1852.
AUTHOR'S PREFACE
"Another journey--a journey, moreover, in regions which every one
would rather avoid than seek. This woman only undertakes these
journeys to attract attention."
"The first journey, for a woman ALONE, was certainly rather a bold
proceeding. Yet in that instance she might still have been excused.
Religious motives may perhaps have actuated her; and when this is the
case, people often go through incredible things. At present, however,
we can see no just reason which could excuse an undertaking of this
description."
Thus, and perhaps more harshly still, will the majority judge me. And
yet they will do me a grievous wrong. I am surely simple and harmless
enough, and should have fancied any thing in the world rather than that
it would ever be my fate to draw upon myself in any degree the notice
of the public. I will merely indicate, as briefly as may be, my character
and circumstances, and then I have no doubt my conduct will lose its
appearance of eccentricity, and seem perfectly natural.
When I was but a little child, I had already a strong desire to see the
world. Whenever I met a travelling-carriage, I would stop involuntarily,
and gaze after it until it had disappeared; I used even to envy the
postilion, for I thought he also must have accomplished the whole long
journey.
As I grew to the age of from ten to twelve years, nothing gave me so
much pleasure as the perusal of voyages and travels. I ceased, indeed,
to envy the postilions, but envied the more every navigator and
naturalist.
Frequently my eyes would fill with tears when, having ascended a
mountain, I saw others towering before me, and could not gain the
summit.
I made several journeys with my parents, and, after my marriage, with
my husband; and only settled down when it became necessary that my
two boys should visit particular schools. My husband's affairs
demanded his entire attention, partly in Lemberg, partly in Vienna. He
therefore confided the education and culture of the two boys entirely to
my care; for he knew my firmness and perseverance in all I undertook,
and doubted not that I would be both father and mother to his children.
When my sons' education had been completed, and I was living in
peaceful retirement, the dreams and aspirations of my youth gradually
awoke once more. I thought of strange manners and customs, of distant
regions, where a new sky would be above me, and new ground beneath
my feet. I pictured to myself the supreme happiness of treading the land
once hallowed by the presence of our Saviour, and at length made up
my mind to