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David Copperfield 

PREFACE TO 1850 EDITION


Ido not find it easy to get sufficiently far away from this Book; 
in the first sensations of having finished it; to refer to it with 
the composure which this formal heading would seem to 
require。 My interest in it; is so recent and strong; and my mind is 
so divided between pleasure and regret—pleasure in the 
achievement of a long design; regret in the separation from many 
companions—that I am in danger of wearying the reader whom I 
love; with personal confidences; and private emotions。 

Besides which; all that I could say of the Story; to any purpose; 
I have endeavoured to say in it。 

It would concern the reader little; perhaps; to know; how 
sorrowfully the pen is laid down at the close of a two…years’ 
imaginative task; or how an Author feels as if he were dismissing 
some portion of himself into the shadowy world; when a crowd of 
the creatures of his brain are going from him for ever。 Yet; I have 
nothing else to tell; unless; indeed; I were to confess (which might 
be of less moment still) that no one can ever believe this Narrative; 
in the reading; more than I have believed it in the writing。 

Instead of looking back; therefore; I will look forward。 I cannot 
close this Volume more agreeably to myself; than with a hopeful 
glance towards the time when I shall again put forth my two green 
leaves once a month; and with a faithful remembrance of the 
genial sun and showers that have fallen on these leaves of David 
Copperfield; and made me happy。 

London; October; 1850。 

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PREFACE TO THE CHARLES DICKENS
EDITION


Iremarked in the original Preface to this Book; that I did not 
find it easy to get sufficiently far away from it; in the first 
sensations of having finished it; to refer to it with the 
composure which this formal heading would seem to require。 My 
interest in it was so recent and strong; and my mind was so 
divided between pleasure and regret—pleasure in the 
achievement of a long design; regret in the separation from many 
companions—that I was in danger of wearying the reader with 
personal confidences and private emotions。 

Besides which; all that I could have said of the Story to any 
purpose; I had endeavoured to say in it。 

It would concern the reader little; perhaps; to know how 
sorrowfully the pen is laid down at the close of a two…years’ 
imaginative task; or how an Author feels as if he were dismissing 
some portion of himself into the shadowy world; when a crowd of 
the creatures of his brain are going from him for ever。 Yet; I had 
nothing else to tell; unless; indeed; I were to confess (which might 
be of less moment still); that no one can ever believe this 
Narrative; in the reading; more than I believed it in the writing。 

So true are these avowals at the present day; that I can now 
only take the reader into one confidence more。 Of all my books; I 
like this the best。 It will be easily believed that I am a fond parent 
to every child of my fancy; and that no one can ever love that 
family as dearly as I love them。 But; like many fond parents; I have 
in my heart of hearts a favourite child。 And his name is DAVID 
COPPERFIELD。 1869 

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Chapter 1 

I AM BORN 

Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life; or 
whether that station will be held by anybody else; these 
pages must show。 To begin my life with the beginning 
of my life; I record that I was born (as I have been informed and 
believe) on a Friday; at twelve o’clock at night。 It was remarked 
that the clock began to strike; and I began to cry; simultaneously。 

In consideration of the day and hour of my birth; it was 
declared by the nurse; and by some sage women in the 
neighbourhood who had taken a lively interest in me several 
months before there was any possibility of our becoming 
personally acquainted; first; that I was destined to be unlucky in 
life; and secondly; that I was privileged to see ghosts and spirits; 
both these gifts inevitably attaching; as they believed; to all 
unlucky infants of either gender; born towards the small hours on 
a Friday night。 

I need say nothing here; on the first head; because nothing can 
show better than my history whether that prediction was verified 
or falsified by the result。 On the second branch of the question; I 
will only remark; that unless I ran through that part of my 
inheritance while I was still a baby; I have not come into it yet。 But 
I do not at all complain of having been kept out of this property; 
and if anybody else should be in the present enjoyment of it; he is 
heartily welcome to keep it。 

I was born with a caul; which was advertised for sale; in the 

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newspapers; at the low price of fifteen guineas。 Whether sea…going 
people were short of money about that time; or were short of faith 
and preferred cork jackets; I don’t know; all I know is; that there 
was but one solitary bidding; and that was from an attorney 
connected with the bill…broking business; who offered two pounds 
in cash; and the balance in sherry; but declined to be guaranteed 
from drowning on any higher bargain。 Consequently the 
advertisement was withdrawn at a dead loss—for as to sherry; my 
poor dear mother’s own sherry was in the market then—and ten 
years afterwards; the caul was put up in a raffle down in our part 
of the country; to fifty members at half…a…crown a head; the winner 
to spend five shillings。 I was present myself; and I remember to 
have felt quite uncomfortable and confused; at a part of myself 
being disposed of in that way。 The caul was won; I recollect; by an 
old lady with a hand…basket; who; very reluctantly; produced from 
it the stipulated five shillings; all in halfpence; and twopence 
halfpenny short—as it took an immense time and a great waste of 
arithmetic; to endeavour without any effect to prove to her。 It is a 
fact which will be long remembered as remarkable down there; 
that she was never drowned; but died triumphantly in bed; at 
ninety…two。 I have understood that it was; to the last; her proudest 
boast; that she never had been on the water in her life; except 
upon a bridge; and that over her tea (to which she was extremely 
partial) she; to the last; expressed her indignation at the impiety of 
mariners and others; who had the presumption to go ‘meandering’ 
about the world。 It was in vain to represent to her that some 
conveniences; tea perhaps included; resulted from this 
objectionable practice。 She always returned; with greater 
emphasis and with an instinctive knowledge of the strength of her 

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objection; ‘Let us have no meandering。’ 

Not to meander myself; at present; I will go back to my birth。 

I was born at Blunderstone; in Suffolk; or ‘there by’; as they say 
in Scotland。 I was a posthumous child。 My father’s eyes had closed 
upon the li
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