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1、【英文读物】Sir Walter ScottPREFACEIf all reading mankind had time to read Lockharts Life of Scott, a brief volume on Sir Walter would be a thing without excuse. I am informed, however, by the Editor of this Series that the appreciation of Time, in our age, does not permit Lockhart to be universally read.
2、 I have therefore tried to compress as much as I may of the essence of Lockharts great book into small space, with a few additions from other sources. In such efforts one compiler will present matter for which another cannot find room. The volume differs from its excellent predecessors by the late M
3、r. Hutton, and by Mr. Saintsbury, in being the work of one who comes from Sir Walters own countryside, and has worked over much of his historical ground, and over most of the MS. materials which were handled by Lockhart.The late regretted Mr. David Carnegie, after twice crossing the Australian deser
4、t, summed up his results in the saying that no explorer need go thitherviii again. The Abbotsford MSS. are not a desert, but Lockhart has omitted nothing in them which is of value, nothing which bore essentially on his theme. No explorer need go thither again, save to confirm his appreciation of the
5、 merits of Lockharts work. All other books on Scott are but its satellites, and their glow, be it brighter or fainter, is a borrowed radiance.St. Andrews, December 25, 1905.CHAPTER IANCESTRY, CHILDHOOD, YOUTH, FIRST LOVE, MARRIAGEThe visitor to Abbotsford, looking up at the ceiling of the hall, beho
6、lds, in the painted shields, the heraldic record of the “heredity” of Sir Walter Scott. In his time the doctrine of heredity had not won its way into the realm of popular science, but no man was more interested in pedigree than the Laird. His ancestors were part of himself, though he was not descend
7、ed from a “Duke of Buccleuch of the fourteenth century,” as the Dictionary of National Biography declares, with English innocence. Three of the shields are occupied by white cloudlets on a blue ground; the arms of certain of the Rutherford ancestors, cadets of Hunthill, could not be traced. For the
8、rest, if we are among those who believe that genius comes from the Celtic race alone, we learn with glee that the poet was not without his share of Celtic blood. He descended, on the female side, from the Macdougals of Makerston, and the Macdougals are2 perhaps the oldest family in Scotland, are cer
9、tainly among the four or five oldest families. But they stood for the English cause against Bruce, a sorrow, no doubt, to their famous descendant. The wife, again, of Scotts great grandfather, “Beardie” the Jacobite, was a Miss Campbell of Silvercraigs, counting cousins with the Campbells, (who are
10、at least as much Douglases as Campbells) of Blythswood. Finally, the name of Scott, I presume, was originally borne by some infinitely remote forefather, who was called “The Scot” because he was Irish by birth though his family was settled, first in Lanarkshire, later among the Cymri and English of
11、Ettrickdale and Teviotdale. So much for the Celtic side of Sir Walter.ANCESTRYOn the other hand, the Rutherfordshis mother was a Rutherfordare probably sprung from the Anglo-Norman noblesse who came into Scotland with David I, and obtained the lands whence they derive their name. They are an older f
12、amily, on the Border, than the Scotts, who are not on record in Rankilburn before 1296. One of them (from whose loins also comes the present genealogist) frequently signs (or at all events seals) the charters of David I about 1140. The Swintons, famous in our early wars, and the Haliburtons, cadets
13、of Dirleton, have a similar origin, so that in Scott met the blood of Highlands and3 Lowlands, Celtic, Teutonic, and Norman. “There are few in Scotland,” says Lockhart, “under the titled nobility, who could trace their blood to so many stocks of historical distinction.” All Scottish men have a share
14、 in Sir Walter. The people of Scotland, “gentle” or “simple,” have ever set store on such ancestral connexions, and they certainly were a source of great pleasure to Scott.His mind was, in the first place, historical; rooted in and turning towards the past, as the only explanation of the present. Be
15、fore he could read with ease, say at the age of four or five, he pored over Scott of Satchells rhyming True History of several Honourable Families of the Right Honourable Name of Scot. “I mind spelling these lines,” he said, when Constable gave him a copy of the book, in 1818. Indeed, he was always
16、“spelling” the legends and history of his race, while he was making it famous by his pen, since accident forbade him to make it glorious by his sword. One legend of the Scotts of Harden, the most celebrated of all, is, I think, a Märchen, or popular tale, the story of Muckle Moud Meg and her fo
17、rced marriage with young Harden. Suppose the unlikely case that William Scott, younger, of Harden, did undertake a long expedition to seize the cattle of Murray of Elibank, on the upper Tweed. I deem this most improbable, in the reign of James VI,4 when he was seated on the English throne. But suppo
18、se it occurred, who can believe that Elibank would dare to threaten young Harden with hanging on the Elibank doom tree? Even if Scots law would have borne him out, Elibank dared not face the feud of the strongest name on the Border. Thus it is not to be credited that young Harden chose “Muckle Moud
19、Meg,” Elibanks daughter, as an alternative to the gallows. Moreover, the legend, I am informed, recurs in a province of Germany. If so, the tale may be much older than the Harden-Elibank marriage. The contract of that marriage is extant, and is not executed “on the parchment of a drum,” as Lockhart
20、romantically avers. Scott, better than most men, must have known how more than doubtsome is the old legend.He let no family tradition drop: rather, he gave a sword and a cocked hat, in his own phrase, to each story. The ballad of Kinmont Willie, the tale of the most daring and bloodless of romantic
21、exploits, certainly owes much to him, and he “brought out with a wet finger” (in Randolphs phrase) all the dim exploits and fading legends of Tweed, Ettrick, Ail, Yarrow, and Teviot; streams, Dr. John Brown says, “fabulosi as ever was Hydaspes.”ANCESTRYThe son of a Writer to the Signet, Scott was gr
22、andson of a speculative Border yeoman, who5 laid out the entire sum necessary for stocking his farm on one mare, and sold her at a double advantage. Possibly Scott may have inherited the sanguine disposition of this adventurer. He was born to make all the world familiar with the life and history of
23、an ancient kingdom, that, as a kingdom, had ceased to be, and with adventures rapidly winning their way to oblivion.Just when Scotland, seventy years after she was “no longer Scotland” (according to Lockhart of Carnwath), merged into England, Nature sent Burns to make Scottish peasant life immortal,
24、 and Scott to give immortality to chivalrous Scottish romance. There are traces of love of history and traces of intellectual ability in Scotts nearest kin. His lawyer father, born in 1729, was naturally more devoted to “analysing abstruse feudal doctrines,” and to studying “Knoxs and Spottiswoodes
25、folios” of the history of Kirk and State, than to the ordinary business of his calling. Scotts maternal uncle, Dr. Rutherford, “was one of the best chemists in Europe”we have Sir Walters word for it. Scotts mother was not only fond of the best literature, but had a memory for points of history and g
26、enealogy almost as good as his own. “She connected a long period of time with the present generation.” Scott wrote when she died (1819), “for she remembered, and had often6 spoken with a person who perfectly recollected the battle of Dunbar.” She knew all about the etiquette of the covenanting conve
27、nticles under the Restoration, when the lairds wives, little to the comfort of their lords, sat on their saddles on the ground, listening to preachers like Walsh or Cameron.CHILDHOODFortunate indeed was Scott in his mother, who did not spoil him, though he must have been her favourite child. His eld
28、est brother who attained maturity not only fought under the glorious Rodney, but “had a strong talent for literature,” and composed admirable verses. His brother Thomas was credited by Sir Walter with considerable genius, and was put forward by popular rumour as the author of the Waverley novels. Hi
29、s only surviving sister, Anne (died 1801), “lived in an ideal world, which she had framed to herself by the force of imagination.” Scott himself was well aware of his own tendency “to live in fantasy,” in the kingdom of dreams, and in the end he discovered that in the kingdom of dreams he had actual
30、ly been living, as regards his own affairs, despite his strong practical sense, and “the thread of the attorney” in his nature. His genius, in short, was the flower and consummation of qualities existing in his family; while it was associated, though we may presume not casually, with such maladies a
31、s7 are current amongst families in general. There would be genius abundantly, if genius were merely a “sport” of disease.At Abbotsford, in Sir Walters desk, are six bright locks of the hair of six brothers and sisters of his, who were born and died between 1759 and 1766, an Anne, a Jean, and a Walte
32、r, two Roberts, and a John. These early deaths were suspected to be due to the air of the old house in College Wynd, built on the site of Kirk o Field, where Darnley was murdered, perhaps on the site of the churchyard. But it was not till after the birth of the second Walter (August 15, 1771) that h
33、is father flitted to the pleasant wide Georges Square, beside the Meadows, and thereafter no children of the house died in childhood.His own life-long malady was perhaps of an osseous nature. An American specialist has advanced the theory that “the peak”, the singularly tall and narrow head of Scott
34、 (“better be Peveril of the Peak than Peter of the Paunch,” he said to “Lord Peter”), was due to the early closure of the sutures of the skull. The brain had to force a way upwards, not laterally! However that may be, at the age of eighteen months, after gambolling one night like a fey child, little
35、 Walter was seized with a teething fever, and, on the fourth day, was found to have lost the use of his right leg. The8 malady, never cured entirely, but always the cause of lameness, probably deprived Wellington of a gallant officer, for Scott was by nature a man of action. But Wellington had lieut
36、enants enough, and the accident made possible the career of a poet.“The making of him” began at once, for the child was removed to the grandpaternal farm of Sandy Knowe, beneath the crags whence the Keep of Smailholme (in The Eve of St. John) looks over “Tweeds fair flood, and all down Teviotdale,”
37、over the wide plain and blue hills that had seen so many battles and border frays. Here he was “first conscious of existence”or first remembered his consciousnessswathed in the skin of a newly slain sheep, and crawling along the floor after a watch dangled by his kinsman, Sir George Macdougal of Mak
38、erstoun.And ever, by the winter hearth,Old tales I heard of woe or mirth,Of lovers slights, of ladies charms,Of witches spells, of warriors arms,Of patriot battles won of oldBy Wallace Wight and Bruce the Bold,Of later fields of feud and fight,When, pouring from their Highland height,The Scottish cl
39、ans, in headlong sway,Had swept the scarlet ranks away.CHILDHOODSandyknowe was indeed “fit nurse for a poetic9 child,” “a sweet tempered bairn, a darling with all about the house.” A miniature of three years later shows us the tall forehead, the frank and eager air, the force and charm of the child,
40、 certainly “a comely creature,” who, left alone among the hills, “clapped his hands at the lightning, and cried bonny, bonny at every flash.” He was “as eager to hear of the defeat of Washington, as if I had had some deep and personal cause of antipathy to him”; while he was already under the charm
41、of the King over the Water, Charles, lingering out his life at Florence, not answering the petition that he would raise the standard among the faithful in America. “I remember detesting the name of Cumberland with more than infant hatred,” for he had heard, from an eye-witness, the story of the exec
42、ution of the Highland prisoners at Carlisle (1746). He learned by heart his first ballad, a modern figment, Hardiknute; he shouted it through the house, and disturbed an old divine who had seen Pope, and the wits of Queen Annes time. It was not easy to keep young Walter “at the bit,” but his aunt so
43、on taught him “to read brawly.” He himself says that he “acquired the rudiments of reading” at Bath, whither he was carried between the ages of four and six.Just afterwards, at Prestonpans, he made the acquaintance of a veteran bearing the deathless10 name of Dalgetty, and of a Mr. Constable, in par
44、t the original of Monkbarns, in The Antiquary, “the first person who told me about Falstaff and Hotspur.” Returned to Edinburgh, he read Homer (in Popes version), and the Border Ballads, with his mother, who had “a strong turn to study poetry and works of devotion”no poetry on Sundays, a day “which
45、in the end did none of us any good.”We see “the making of him.” Before he was six Sir Walter was “made”; he was a bold rider, a lover of nature and of the past, he was a Jacobite, and the friend of epic and ballad. In short, as Mrs. Cockburn (a Rutherford of the beautiful old house of Fairnalie-on-T
46、weed) remarked before he was six, “he has the most extraordinary genius of a boy I ever saw. He reads like a Garrick.” No doubt his mother saw and kept these things in her heart, but we do not hear that others of the family recognized a genius in a boy who was a bookworm at home, and idle at school.
47、He once, at this period, said a priggish thing, which Lockhart knew, but has omitted. Some one, finding him at his book asked (as people do), “Walter, why dont you play with the other boys in the Square?”“Oh, you cant think how ignorant these boys are!11”YOUTHOne deeply sympathizes, but later he fou
48、nd nobody from whom he could not learn something, were it but about “bend leather.”Such were, in the old French phrase of chivalry, Les Enfances Gualtier. Now the technical Age of Innocence was past, and, in October 1778, having seen seven summers, he went to the old Edinburgh High School, to Mr. Fr
49、azers class. The age of entry was not, perhaps, unnaturally early.1“Duxships,” and gold medals, and the making of Greek Iambics were not for Walter Scott. He was, he tells us, younger than the other boys in the second class, and had made less progress than they in Latin. “This was a real disadvantage,” as there was leeway to make up. He sat near the bottom of the huge string of boys, perhaps eighty,