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he author leaves Lagado: arrives at Maldonada. No ship ready. He takes
a short voyage to Glubbdubdrib. His reception by the governor.
The continent, of which this kingdom is a part, extends itself, as I
have reason to believe, eastward, to that unknown tract of America
westward of California; and north, to the Pacific Ocean, which is not
above a hundred and fifty miles from Lagado; where there is a good
port, and much commerce with the great island of Luggnagg, situated to
the north-west about 29 degrees north latitude, and 140 longitude. This
island of Luggnagg stands south-eastward of Japan, about a hundred
leagues distant. There is a strict alliance between the Japanese
emperor and the king of Luggnagg; which affords frequent opportunities
of sailing from one island to the other. I determined therefore to
direct my course this way, in order to direct my return to Europe. I
hired two mules, with a guide, to show me the way, and carry my small
baggage. I took leave of my noble protector, who had shown me so much
favour, and made me a generous present at my departure.
My journey was without any accident or adventure worth relating. When I
arrived at the port of Maldonada (for so it is called) there was no
ship in the harbour bound for Luggnagg, nor likely to be in some time.
The town is about as large as Portsmouth. I soon fell into some
acquaintance, and was very hospitably received. A gentleman of
distinction said to me, “that since the ships bound for Luggnagg could
not be ready in less than a month, it might be no disagreeable
amusement for me to take a trip to the little island of Glubbdubdrib,
about five leagues off to the south-west.” He offered himself and a
friend to accompany me, and that I should be provided with a small
convenient bark for the voyage.
Glubbdubdrib, as nearly as I can interpret the word, signifies the
island of sorcerers or magicians. It is about one third as large as the
Isle of Wight, and extremely fruitful: it is governed by the head of a
certain tribe, who are all magicians. This tribe marries only among
each other, and the eldest in succession is prince or governor. He has
a noble palace, and a park of about three thousand acres, surrounded by
a wall of hewn stone twenty feet high. In this park are several small
enclosures for cattle, corn, and gardening.
The governor and his family are served and attended by domestics of a
kind somewhat unusual. By his skill in necromancy he has a power of
calling whom he pleases from the dead, and commanding their service for
twenty-four hours, but no longer; nor can he call the same persons up
again in less than three months, except upon very extraordinary
occasions.
When we arrived at the island, which was about eleven in the morning,
one of the gentlemen who accompanied me went to the governor, and
desired admittance for a stranger, who came on purpose to have the
honour of attending on his highness. This was immediately granted, and
we all three entered the gate of the palace between two rows of guards,
armed and dressed after a very antic manner, and with something in
their countenances that made my flesh creep with a horror I cannot
express. We passed through several apartments, between servants of the
same sort, ranked on each side as before, till we came to the chamber
of presence; where, after three profound obeisances, and a few general
questions, we were permitted to sit on three stools, near the lowest
step of his highness’s throne. He understood the language of
Balnibarbi, although it was different from that of this island. He
desired me to give him some account of my travels; and, to let me see
that I should be treated without ceremony, he dismissed all his
attendants with a turn of his finger; at which, to my great
astonishment, they vanished in an instant, like visions in a dream when
we awake on a sudden. I could not recover myself in some time, till the
governor assured me, “that I should receive no hurt;” and observing my
two companions to be under no concern, who had been often entertained
in the same manner, I began to take courage, and related to his
highness a short history of my several adventures; yet not without some
hesitation, and frequently looking behind me to the place where I had
seen those domestic spectres. I had the honour to dine with the
governor, where a new set of ghosts served up the meat, and waited at
table. I now observed myself to be less terrified than I had been in
the morning. I stayed till sunset, but humbly desired his highness to
excuse me for not accepting his invitation of lodging in the palace. My
two friends and I lay at a private house in the town adjoining, which
is the capital of this little island; and the next morning we returned
to pay our duty to the governor, as he was pleased to command us.
After this manner we continued in the island for ten days, most part of
every day with the governor, and at night in our lodging. I soon grew
so familiarized to the sight of spirits, that after the third or fourth
time they gave me no emotion at all: or, if I had any apprehensions
left, my curiosity prevailed over them. For his highness the governor
ordered me “to call up whatever persons I would choose to name, and in
whatever numbers, among all the dead from the beginning of the world to
the present time, and command them to answer any questions I should
think fit to ask; with this condition, that my questions must be
confined within the compass of the times they lived in. And one thing I
might depend upon, that they would certainly tell me the truth, for
lying was a talent of no use in the lower world.”
I made my humble acknowledgments to his highness for so great a favour.
We were in a chamber, from whence there was a fair prospect into the
park. And because my first inclination was to be entertained with
scenes of pomp and magnificence, I desired to see Alexander the Great
at the head of his army, just after the battle of Arbela: which, upon a
motion of the governor’s finger, immediately appeared in a large field,
under the window where we stood. Alexander was called up into the room:
it was with great difficulty that I understood his Greek, and had but
little of my own. He assured me upon his honour “that he was not
poisoned, but died of a bad fever by excessive drinking.”
Next, I saw Hannibal passing the Alps, who told me “he had not a drop
of vinegar in his camp.”
I saw Cæsar and Pompey at the head of their troops, just ready to
engage. I saw the former, in his last great triumph. I desired that the
senate of Rome might appear before me, in one large chamber, and an
assembly of somewhat a later age in counterview, in another. The first
seemed to be an assembly of heroes and demigods; the other, a knot of
pedlars, pick-pockets, highwaymen, and bullies.
The governor, at my request, gave the sign for Cæsar and Brutus to
advance towards us. I was struck with a profound veneration at the
sight of Brutus, and could easily discover the most consummate virtue,
the greatest intrepidity and firmness of mind, the truest love of his
country, and general benevolence for mankind, in every lineament of his
countenance. I observed, with much pleasure, that these two persons
were in good intelligence with each other; and Cæsar freely confessed
to me, “that the greatest actions of his own life were not equal, by
many degrees, to the glory of taking it away.” I had the honour to have
much conversation with Brutus; and was told, “that his ancestor Junius,
Socrates, Epaminondas, Cato the younger, Sir Thomas More, and himself
were perpetually together:” a sextumvirate, to which all the ages of
the world cannot add a seventh.
It would be tedious to trouble the reader with relating what vast
numbers of illustrious persons were called up to gratify that
insatiable desire I had to see the world in every period of antiquity
placed before me. I chiefly fed my eyes with beholding the destroyers
of tyrants and usurpers, and the restorers of liberty to oppressed and
injured nations. But it is impossible to express the satisfaction I
received in my own mind, after such a manner as to make it a suitable
entertainment to the reader.
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Let's Analyse the Pattern
The tendency to create heroic or villainous narratives about people when we lack direct access to their reality.
Why This Matters
Connect literature to life
This chapter teaches how to recognize when distance creates false narratives about people and events.
Practice This Today
This week, notice when you hear workplace legends about past managers or 'golden age' stories—ask yourself what human reality might be underneath the myth.
Now let's explore the literary elements.
Key Quotes & Analysis
"I had the honour to have much conversation with Brutus; and was told, that his ancestor Junius, the founder of the commonwealth, bore a perpetual grudge against tyranny."
Context: Gulliver describes his conversation with Brutus after summoning both Caesar and his assassin together.
This reveals that Brutus wasn't motivated by personal ambition but by family principles against tyranny. Swift shows how we misunderstand historical motivations by focusing on drama rather than deeper principles.
In Today's Words:
Brutus explained that fighting against abuse of power was a family tradition, not a personal vendetta.
"I was struck with a profound veneration at the sight of Brutus, and could easily discover the most consummate virtue, the greatest intrepidity and firmness of mind, the truest love of his country."
Context: Gulliver's first impression when meeting the famous assassin of Julius Caesar.
This challenges readers' expectations about Brutus as a villain. Swift forces us to reconsider whether someone history painted as a traitor might actually have been a principled patriot.
In Today's Words:
Meeting Brutus in person, I could see he was actually a person of incredible integrity and genuine love for his country.
"Caesar freely confessed to me, that the greatest actions of his own life were not equal by many degrees to the glory of taking it away."
Context: Julius Caesar admits that Brutus killing him was more beneficial to Rome than anything Caesar himself accomplished.
This completely inverts our understanding of the Caesar-Brutus relationship. Swift suggests that sometimes the people who stop powerful leaders do more good than the leaders themselves.
In Today's Words:
Caesar admitted that Brutus killing him did more good for Rome than anything Caesar had ever accomplished.
Thematic Threads
Truth vs. Legend
In This Chapter
Historical figures reveal their real stories differ dramatically from public legends
Development
Builds on earlier themes about perception vs. reality across different societies
In Your Life:
You might discover that family stories about relatives or workplace legends about colleagues don't match the complex truth.
Power and Vulnerability
In This Chapter
Even the greatest leaders admit to human weaknesses and mistakes
Development
Continues exploration of how power affects both those who hold it and those who observe it
In Your Life:
You might realize that authority figures you fear or admire are dealing with the same human struggles you face.
Access to Truth
In This Chapter
Only through direct contact with the dead can Gulliver learn what really happened
Development
Extends the book's theme about how social distance distorts understanding
In Your Life:
You might find that secondhand information about conflicts or situations is often incomplete or biased.
Heroism Redefined
In This Chapter
Brutus killing Caesar is revealed as friendship and service, not betrayal
Development
Challenges earlier assumptions about loyalty, duty, and moral action
In Your Life:
You might need to reconsider whether someone who challenged or opposed you was actually trying to help.
Knowledge and Disillusionment
In This Chapter
Learning the truth about heroes is both enlightening and disturbing
Development
Continues Gulliver's pattern of gaining knowledge that changes his worldview
In Your Life:
You might struggle with learning uncomfortable truths about people or institutions you respected.
You now have the context. Time to form your own thoughts.
Discussion Questions
- 1
What shocked Gulliver most about the historical figures he summoned, and why were their real stories so different from the legends?
analysis • surface - 2
Why do you think we create heroic myths about historical figures when the truth is often more ordinary or flawed?
analysis • medium - 3
Where do you see this same mythmaking happening today - at work, in families, or on social media?
application • medium - 4
How would you fact-check the stories you hear about people in your life before making important decisions based on those stories?
application • deep - 5
What does this chapter reveal about why humans need heroes and villains, and how does that need sometimes blind us to reality?
reflection • deep
Critical Thinking Exercise
Separate the Myth from the Person
Think of someone you either greatly admire or strongly dislike - a boss, family member, public figure, or ex-partner. Write down the story you tell yourself about this person, then list what you actually know versus what you've assumed or heard from others. Finally, identify one concrete step you could take to get closer to the real person behind your mental story.
Consider:
- •Notice how distance (time, status, limited contact) makes mythmaking easier
- •Pay attention to which details you've filled in without direct evidence
- •Consider what emotional need your current story serves for you
Journaling Prompt
Write about a time when you discovered someone was very different from your first impression or the stories others told about them. How did that change how you approach judging people?
Coming Up Next...
Chapter 24: Meeting the Dead Reveals Historical Lies
Gulliver's conversations with the dead take a darker turn as he begins to question not just individual heroes, but entire historical narratives. What happens when you can finally get the truth about the past?




