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1、【英文文学】A Dreamers TalesPrefaceI hope for this book that it may come into the hands of those that were kind to my others and that it may not disappoint them.To the Editor of the Saturday Review my thanks are due for permission to republish here those of the following tales which have appeared in his c
2、olumns, and, more than that, for the opportunity afforded me by his review of reaching a wider public than my books have attained to yet.Poltarnees, Beholder of OceanToldees, Mondath, Arizim, these are the Inner Lands, the lands whose sentinels upon their borders do not behold the sea. Beyond them t
3、o the east there lies a desert, for ever untroubled by man: all yellow it is, and spotted with shadows of stones, and Death is in it, like a leopard lying in the sun. To the south they are bounded by magic, to the west by a mountain, and to the north by the voice and anger of the Polar wind. Like a
4、great wall is the mountain to the west. It comes up out of the distance and goes down into the distance again, and it is named Poltarnees, Beholder of Ocean. To the northward red rocks, smooth and bare of soil, and without any speck of moss or herbage, slope up to the very lips of the Polar wind, an
5、d there is nothing else there but the noise of 2his anger. Very peaceful are the Inner Lands, and very fair are their cities, and there is no war among them, but quiet and ease. And they have no enemy but age, for thirst and fever lie sunning themselves out in the mid-desert, and never prowl into th
6、e Inner Lands. And the ghouls and ghosts, whose highway is the night, are kept in the south by the boundary of magic. And very small are all their pleasant cities, and all men are known to one another therein, and bless one another by name as they meet in the streets. And they have a broad, green wa
7、y in every city that comes in out of some vale or wood or downland, and wanders in and out about the city between the houses and across the streets; and the people walk along it never at all, but every year at her appointed time Spring walks along it from the flowery lands, causing the anemone to bl
8、oom on the green way and all the early joys of hidden woods, or deep, secluded vales, or triumphant downlands, whose heads lift up so proudly, far up aloof from cities.Sometimes waggoners or shepherds walk along this way, they that have come into 3the city from over cloudy ridges, and the townsmen h
9、inder them not, for there is a tread that troubleth the grass and a tread that troubleth it not, and each man in his own heart knoweth which tread he hath. And in the sunlit spaces of the weald and in the wolds dark places, afar from the music of cities and from the dance of the cities afar, they ma
10、ke there the music of the country places and dance the country dance. Amiable, near and friendly appears to these men the sun, and as he is genial to them and tends their younger vines, so they are kind to the little woodland things and any rumour of the fairies or old legend. And when the light of
11、some little distant city makes a slight flush upon the edge of the sky, and the happy golden windows of the homesteads stare gleaming into the dark, then the old and holy figure of Romance, cloaked even to the face, comes down out of hilly woodlands and bids dark shadows to rise and dance, and sends
12、 the forest creatures forth to prowl, and lights in a moment in her bower of grass the little glowworms lamp, and brings a hush down over the grey lands, and out of it rises faintly on 4far-off hills the voice of a lute. There are not in the world lands more prosperous and happy than Toldees, Mondat
13、h, Arizim.From these three little kingdoms that are named the Inner Lands the young men stole constantly away. One by one they went, and no one knew why they went save that they had a longing to behold the Sea. Of this longing they spoke little, but a young man would become silent for a few days, an
14、d then, one morning very early, he would slip away and slowly climb Poltarneess difficult slope, and having attained the top pass over and never return. A few stayed behind in the Inner Lands and became old men, but none that had ever climbed Poltarnees from the very earliest times had ever come bac
15、k again. Many had gone up Poltarnees sworn to return. Once a king sent all his courtiers, one by one, to report the mystery to him, and then went himself; none ever returned.ROMANCE COMES DOWN OUT OF HILLY WOODLANDSNow, it was the wont of the folk of the Inner Lands to worship rumours and legends of
16、 the Sea, and all that their prophets discovered of the Sea was writ in a sacred book, and with deep devotion on days of festival or 5mourning read in the temples by the priests. Now, all their temples lay open to the west, resting upon pillars, that the breeze from the Sea might enter them, and the
17、y lay open on pillars to the east that the breezes of the Sea might not be hindered but pass onward wherever the Sea list. And this is the legend that they had of the Sea, whom none in the Inner Lands had ever beholden. They say that the Sea is a river heading towards Hercules, and they say that he
18、touches against the edge of the world, and that Poltarnees looks upon him. They say that all the worlds of heaven go bobbing on this river and are swept down with the stream, and that Infinity is thick and furry with forests through which the river in his course sweeps on with all the worlds of heav
19、en. Among the colossal trunks of those dark trees, the smallest fronds of whose branches are many nights, there walk the gods. And whenever its thirst, glowing in space like a great sun, comes upon the beast, the tiger of the gods creeps down to the river to drink. And the tiger of the gods drinks h
20、is fill loudly, whelming worlds the while, and the level of the river sinks between its banks ere the beasts 6thirst is quenched and ceases to glow like a sun. And many worlds thereby are heaped up dry and stranded, and the gods walk not among them evermore, because they are hard to their feet. Thes
21、e are the worlds that have no destiny, whose people know no god. And the river sweeps onwards ever. And the name of the river is Oriathon, but men call it Ocean. This is the Lower Faith of the Inner Lands. And there is a Higher Faith which is not told to all. According to the Higher Faith of the Inn
22、er Lands the river Oriathon sweeps on through the forests of Infinity and all at once falls roaring over an Edge, whence Time has long ago recalled his hours to fight in his war with the gods; and falls unlit by the flash of nights and days, with his flood unmeasured by miles, into the deeps of noth
23、ing.Now as the centuries went by and the one way by which a man could climb Poltarnees became worn with feet, more and more men surmounted it, not to return. And still they knew not in the Inner Lands upon what mystery Poltarnees looked. For on a still day and windless, while men walked happily abou
24、t their beautiful streets or tended flocks 7in the country, suddenly the west wind would bestir himself and come in from the Sea. And he would come cloaked and grey and mournful and carry to someone the hungry cry of the Sea calling out for bones of men. And he that heard it would move restlessly fo
25、r some hours, and at last would rise suddenly, irresistibly up, setting his face to Poltarnees, and would say, as is the custom of those lands when men part briefly, “Till a mans heart remembereth,” which means “Farewell for a while;” but those that loved him, seeing his eyes on Poltarnees, would an
26、swer sadly, “Till the gods forget,” which means “Farewell.”Now the King of Arizim had a daughter who played with the wild wood flowers, and with the fountains in her fathers court, and with the little blue heaven-birds that came to her doorway in the winter to shelter from the snow. And she was more
27、 beautiful than the wild wood flowers, or than all the fountains in her fathers court, or than the blue heaven-birds in their full winter plumage when they shelter from the snow. The old wise kings of Mondath and of Toldees saw her once as she went lightly 8down the little paths of her garden, and,
28、turning their gaze into the mists of thought, pondered the destiny of their Inner Lands. And they watched her closely by the stately flowers, and standing alone in the sunlight, and passing and repassing the strutting purple birds that the kings fowlers had brought from Asaghon. When she was of the
29、age of fifteen years the King of Mondath called a council of kings. And there met with him the kings of Toldees and Arizim. And the King of Mondath in his Council said:“The call of the unappeased and hungry Sea (and at the word Sea the three kings bowed their heads) lures every year out of our happy
30、 kingdoms more and more of our men, and still we know not the mystery of the Sea, and no devised oath has brought one man back. Now thy daughter, Arizim, is lovelier than the sunlight, and lovelier than those stately flowers of thine that stand so tall in her garden, and hath more grace and beauty t
31、han those strange birds that the venturous fowlers bring in creaking waggons out of Asaghon, whose feathers are alternate purple and white. Now, he 9that shall love thy daughter, Hilnaric, whoever he shall be, is the man to climb Poltarnees and return, as none hath ever before, and tell us upon what
32、 Poltarnees looks; for it may be that thy daughter is more beautiful than the Sea.”Then from his Seat of Council arose the King of Arizim. He said: “I fear that thou hast spoken blasphemy against the Sea, and I have a dread that ill will come of it. Indeed I had not thought she was so fair. It is su
33、ch a short while ago that she was quite a small child with her hair still unkempt and not yet attired in the manner of princesses, and she would go up into the wild woods unattended and come back with her robes unseemly and all torn, and would not take reproof with humble spirit, but made grimaces e
34、ven in my marble court all set about with fountains.”Then said the King of Toldees:“Let us watch more closely and let us see the Princess Hilnaric in the season of the orchard-bloom when the great birds go by that know the Sea, to rest in our inland places; and if she be more beautiful than the sunr
35、ise over our folded kingdoms when 10all the orchards bloom, it may be that she is more beautiful than the Sea.”And the King of Arizim said:“I fear this is terrible blasphemy, yet will I do as you have decided in council.”And the season of the orchard-bloom appeared. One night the King of Arizim call
36、ed his daughter forth on to his outer balcony of marble. And the moon was rising huge and round and holy over dark woods, and all the fountains were singing to the night. And the moon touched the marble palace gables, and they glowed in the land. And the moon touched the heads of all the fountains,
37、and the grey columns broke into fairy lights. And the moon left the dark ways of the forest and lit the whole white palace and its fountains and shone on the forehead of the Princess, and the palace of Arizim glowed afar, and the fountains became columns of gleaming jewels and song. And the moon mad
38、e a music at his rising, but it fell a little short of mortal ears. And Hilnaric stood there wondering, clad in white, with the moonlight shining on her forehead; and watching her from the shadows 11on the terrace stood the kings of Mondath and Toldees. They said:“She is more beautiful than the moon
39、rise.”And on another day the King of Arizim bade his daughter forth at dawn, and they stood again upon the balcony. And the sun came up over a world of orchards, and the sea-mists went back over Poltarnees to the Sea; little wild voices arose in all the thickets, the voices of the fountains began to
40、 die, and the song arose, in all the marble temples, of the birds that are sacred to the Sea. And Hilnaric stood there, still glowing with dreams of heaven.“She is more beautiful,” said the kings, “than morning.”Yet one more trial they made of Hilnarics beauty, for they watched her on the terraces a
41、t sunset ere yet the petals of the orchards had fallen, and all along the edge of neighbouring woods the rhododendron was blooming with the azalea. And the sun went down under craggy Poltarnees, and the sea-mist poured over his summit inland. And the marble temples stood up clear in the evening, but
42、 films of 12twilight were drawn between the mountain and the city. Then from the Temple ledges and eaves of palaces the bats fell headlong downwards, then spread their wings and floated up and down through darkening ways; lights came blinking out in golden windows, men cloaked themselves against the
43、 grey sea-mist, the sound of small songs arose, and the face of Hilnaric became a resting-place for mysteries and dreams.“Than all these things,” said the kings, “she is more lovely: but who can say whether she is lovelier than the Sea?”Prone in a rhododendron thicket at the edge of the palace lawns
44、 a hunter had waited since the sun went down. Near to him was a deep pool where the hyacinths grew and strange flowers floated upon it with broad leaves, and there the great bull gariachs came down to drink by starlight, and, waiting there for the gariachs to come, he saw the white form of the Princ
45、ess leaning on her balcony. Before the stars shone out or the bulls came down to drink he left his lurking place and moved closer to the palace to see more nearly the Princess. The palace lawns were full of untrodden dew, and everything 13was still when he came across them, holding his great spear.
46、In the farthest corner of the terraces the three old kings were discussing the beauty of Hilnaric and the destiny of the Inner Lands. Moving lightly, with a hunters tread, the watcher by the pool came very near, even in the still evening, before the Princess saw him. When he saw her closely he excla
47、imed suddenly:“She must be more beautiful than the Sea.”When the Princess turned and saw his garb and his great spear she knew that he was a hunter of gariachs.When the three kings heard the young man exclaim they said softly to one another:“This must be the man.”Then they revealed themselves to him
48、, and spoke to him to try him. They said:“Sir, you have spoken blasphemy against the Sea.”And the young man muttered:“She is more beautiful than the Sea.”And the kings said:“We are older than you and wiser, and 14know that nothing is more beautiful than the Sea.”And the young man took off the gear o
49、f his head, and became downcast, and knew that he spake with kings, yet he answered:“By this spear, she is more beautiful than the Sea.”And all the while the Princess stared at him, knowing him to be a hunter of gariachs.Then the King of Arizim said to the watcher by the pool:“If thou wilt go up Poltarnees and come back, as none have come, and report to us what lure or magic is in the Sea, we will pardon thy blasphemy, and tho