英文版 王尔德童话星孩儿The StarChild文档格式.docx

1、” “Weet! Weet!”twittered the green Linnets, “the old Earth is dead and they have laid her out in her white shroud.” “The Earth is going to be married, and this is her bridal dress,” whispered the Turtle-doves to each other. Their little pink feet were quite frost-bitten, but they felt that it was th

2、eir duty to take a romantic view of the situation. “Nonsense!” growled the Wolf. “I tell you that it is all the fault of the Government, and if you dont believe me I shall eat you.” The Wolf had a thoroughly practical mind, and was never at a loss for a good argument. “Well, for my own part,” said t

3、he Woodpecker, who was a born philosopher, “I dont care an atomic theory for explanations. If a thing is so, it is so, and at present it is terribly cold.” Terribly cold it certainly was. The little Squirrels, who lived inside the tall fir-tree, kept rubbing each others noses to keep themselves warm

4、, and the Rabbits curled themselves up in their holes, and did not venture even to look out of doors. The only people who seemed to enjoy it were the great horned Owls. Their feathers were quite stiff with rime, but they did not mind, and they rolled their large yellow eyes, and called out to each o

5、ther across the forest, “Tu-whit! Tu-whoo! Tu-whit! What delightful weather we are having!On and on went the two Woodcutters, blowing lustily upon their fingers, and stamping with their huge iron-shod boots upon the caked snow. Once they sank into a deep drift, and came out as white as millers are,

6、when the stones are grinding; and once they slipped on the hard smooth ice where the marsh-water was frozen, and their faggots fell out of their bundles, and they had to pick them up and bind them together again; and once they thought that they had lost their way, and a great terror seized on them,

7、for they knew that the Snow is cruel to those who sleep in her arms. But they put their trust in the good Saint Martin, who watches over all travelers, and retraced their steps, and went warily, and at last they reached the outskirts of the forest, and saw, far down in the valley beneath them, the l

8、ights of the village in which they dwelt.So overjoyed were they at their deliverance that they laughed aloud, and the Earth seemed to them like a flower of silver, and the Moon like a flower of gold. Yet, after that they had laughed they became sad, for they remembered their poverty, and one of them

9、 said to the other, “Why did we make merry, seeing that life is for the rich, and not for such as we are? Better that we had died of cold in the forest, or that some wild beast had fallen upon us and slain us.” “Truly,” answered his companion, “much is given to some, and little is given to others. I

10、njustice has parceled out the world, nor is there equal division of aught save of sorrow.” But as they were bewailing their misery to each other this strange thing happened. There fell from heaven a very bright and beautiful star. It slipped down the side of the sky, passing by the other stars in it

11、s course, and, as they watched it wondering, it seemed to them to sink behind a clump of willow-trees that stood hard by a little sheepfold no more than a stones-throw away. “Why! There is a crook of gold for whoever finds it,” they cried, and they set to and ran, so eager were they for the gold. An

12、d one of them ran faster than his mate, and outstripped him, and forced his way through the willows, and came out on the other side, and lo! There was indeed a thing of gold lying on the white snow. So he hastened toward it, and stooping down placed his hands upon it, and it was a cloak of golden ti

13、ssue, curiously wrought with stars, and wrapped in many folds. And he cried out to his comrade that he had found the treasure that had fallen from the sky, and when his comrade had come up, they sat them down in the snow, and loosened the folds of the cloak that they might divide the pieces of gold.

14、 But, alas! No gold was in it, nor silver, nor, indeed, treasure of any kind, but only a little child who was asleep. And one of them said to the other: “This is a bitter ending to our hope, nor have we any good fortune, for what doth a child profit to a man? Let us leave it here, and go our way, se

15、eing that we are poor men, and have children of our own whose bread we may not give to another.” But his companion answered him: “Nay, but it were an evil thing to leave the child to perish here in the snow, and though I am as poor as thou are, and have many mouths to feed, and but little in the pot

16、, yet will I bring it home with me, and my wife shall have care of it.” So very tenderly he took up the child, and wrapped the cloak around it to shield it from the harsh cold, and made his way down the hill to the village, his comrade marveling much at his foolishness and softness of heart. And whe

17、n they came to the village, his comrade said to him, “Thou hast the child, therefore give me the cloak, for it is meet that we should share.” But he answered him: “Nay, for the cloak is neither mine nor thine, but the childs only.” And he bade him Godspeed, and went to his own house and knocked. And

18、 when his wife opened the door and saw that her husband had returned safe to her, she put her arms round his neck and kissed him, and took from his back the bundle of faggots, and brushed the snow off his boots, and bade him come in. But he said to her, “I have found something in the forest, and I h

19、ave brought it to thee have care of it,” and he stirred not from the threshold. “What is it?” she cried. “Snow it to me, for the house is bare, and we have need of many things.” And he drew the cloak back, and showed her the sleeping child. “Alack, Goodman!” she murmured, “have we not children of ou

20、r own, that thou must needs bring a changeling to sit by the hearth? And who knows if it will not bring us bad fortune? And how shall we tend it?” and she was wroth against him. “Nay, but it is a Star-Child,” he answered; and he told her the strange manner of the finding of it. But she would not be

21、appeased, but mocked at him, and spoke angrily, and cried: “Our children lack bread, and shall we feed the child of another?Who is there who careth for us? And who giveth us food?“Nay, but God careth for the sparrows even, and feedeth them,” he answered. “Do not the sparrows die of hunger in the win

22、ter?” she asked. “And is it not winter now?And the man answered nothing, but stirred not from the threshold.And a bitter wind from the forest came in through the open door, and made her tremble, and she shivered, and said to him: “Wilt thou not close the door? There cometh a bitter wind into the hou

23、se, and I am cold.” “Into a house where a heart is hard cometh there not always a bitter wind?”he asked. And the woman answered him nothing, but crept closer to the fire. And after a time she turned round and looked at him, and her eyes were full of tears. And he came in swiftly, and placed the chil

24、d in her arms, and she kissed it, and laid it in a little bed where the youngest of their own children was lying. And on the morrow the Woodcutter took the curious cloak of gold and placed it in a great chest, and a chain of amber that was round the childs neck his wife took and set it in the chest

25、also. So the Star-Child was brought up with the children of the Woodcutter, and sat at the same board with them, and was their playmate. And every year he became more beautiful to look at, so that all those who dwelt in the village were filled with wonder, for, while they were swarthy and black-hair

26、ed, he was white and delicate as sawn ivory, and his curls were like the rings of the daffodil. His lips, also, were like the petals of a red flower, and his eyes were like violets by a river of pure water, and his body like the narcissus of a field where the mower comes not.Yet did his beauty work

27、him evil. For he grew proud, and cruel, and selfish. The children of the Woodcutter, and the other children of the village, he despised, saying that they were of mean parentage, while he was noble, being sprang from a Star, and he made himself master over them, and called them his servants. No pity

28、had he for the poor, or for those who were blind or maimed or in any way afflicted, but would cast stones at them and drive them forth on to the highway, and bid them beg their bread elsewhere, so that none save the outlaws came twice to that village to ask for alms. Indeed, he was as one enamoured

29、of beauty, and would mock himself he loved, and in summer, when the winds were still, he would lie by the well in the priests orchard and look down at the marvel of his own face, and laugh for the pleasure he had in his fairness. Often did the Woodcutter and his wife chide him, and say: “We did not

30、deal with thee as thou dealest with those who are left desolate, and have none to succour them. Wherefore art thou so cruel to all who need pity?Often did the old priest send for him, and seek to teach him the love of living things, saying to him: “The fly is thy brother. Do it no harm. The wild birds that roam through the forest have their freedom. Snare them not for thy pleasure. God made the blind-wor