友情提示:如果本网页打开太慢或显示不完整,请尝试鼠标右键“刷新”本网页!阅读过程发现任何错误请告诉我们,谢谢!! 报告错误
飞读中文网 返回本书目录 我的书架 我的书签 TXT全本下载 进入书吧 加入书签

the poet at the breakfast table-第12章

按键盘上方向键 ← 或 → 可快速上下翻页,按键盘上的 Enter 键可回到本书目录页,按键盘上方向键 ↑ 可回到本页顶部!
————未阅读完?加入书签已便下次继续阅读!



the leg…muscles。

I thought that sounded mighty pretty; and paused a moment to pat
myself on the back; as is my wont when I say something that I think
of superior quality。  So I lost my innings; for the Master is apt to
strike in at the end of a bar; instead of waiting for a rest; if I
may borrow a musical phrase。  No matter; just at this moment; what he
said; but he talked the Member of the Haouse asleep again。

They have a new term nowadays (I am speaking to you; the Reader) for
people that do a good deal of talking; they call them
〃conversationists;〃 or 〃conversationalists 〃; talkists; I suppose;
would do just as well。  It is rather dangerous to get the name of
being one of these phenomenal manifestations; as one is expected to
say something remarkable every time one opens one's mouth in company。
It seems hard not to be able to ask for a piece of bread or a tumbler
of water; without a sensation running round the table; as if one were
an electric eel or a torpedo; and couldn't be touched without giving
a shock。  A fellow is n't all battery; is he?  The idea that a
Gymnotus can't swallow his worm without a coruscation of animal
lightning is hard on that brilliant but sensational being。  Good talk
is not a matter of will at all; it dependsyou know we are all half…
materialists nowadayson a certain amount of active congestion of
the brain; and that comes when it is ready; and not before。  I saw a
man get up the other day in a pleasant company; and talk away for
about five minutes; evidently by a pure effort of will。  His person
was good; his voice was pleasant; but anybody could see that it was
all mechanical labor; he was sparring for wind; as the Hon。 John
Morrissey; M。 C。; would express himself。  Presently;

Do you;Beloved; I am afraid you are not old enough;but do you
remember the days of the tin tinder…box; the flint; and steel?
Click!  click!  click!Al…h…h!  knuckles that time!  click!  click!
CLICK!  a spark has taken; and is eating into the black tinder; as a
six…year…old eats into a sheet of gingerbread。

Presently; after hammering away for his five minutes with mere words;
the spark of a happy expression took somewhere among the mental
combustibles; and then for ten minutes we had a pretty; wandering;
scintillating play of eloquent thought; that enlivened; if it did not
kindle; all around it。  If you want the real philosophy of it; I will
give it to you。  The chance thought or expression struck the nervous
centre of consciousness; as the rowel of a spur stings the flank of a
racer。  Away through all the telegraphic radiations of the nervous
cords flashed the intelligence that the brain was kindling; and must
be fed with something or other; or it would burn itself to ashes。


And all the great hydraulic engines poured in their scarlet blood;
and the fire kindled; and the flame rose; for the blood is a stream
that; like burning rock…oil; at once kindles; and is itself the fuel。
You can't order these organic processes; any more than a milliner can
make a rose。  She can make something that looks like a rose; more or
less; but it takes all the forces of the universe to finish and
sweeten that blossom in your button…hole; and you may be sure that
when the orator's brain is in a flame; when the poet's heart is in a
tumult; it is something mightier than he and his will that is dealing
with him!  As I have looked from one of the northern windows of the
street which commands our noble estuary;the view through which is a
picture on an illimitable canvas and a poem in innumerable cantos;I
have sometimes seen a pleasure…boat drifting along; her sail
flapping; and she seeming as if she had neither will nor aim。  At her
stern a man was laboring to bring her head round with an oar; to
little purpose; as it seemed to those who watched him pulling and
tugging。  But all at once the wind of heaven; which had wandered all
the way from Florida or from Labrador; it may be; struck full upon
the sail; and it swelled and rounded itself; like a white bosom that
had burst its bodice; and

You are right; it is too true!  but how I love these pretty
phrases!  I am afraid I am becoming an epicure in words; which is a
bad thing to be; unless it is dominated by something infinitely
better than itself。  But there is a fascination in the mere sound of
articulated breath; of consonants that resist with the firmness of a
maid of honor; or half or wholly yield to the wooing lips; of vowels
that flow and murmur; each after its kind; the peremptory b and p;
the brittle k; the vibrating r; the insinuating s; the feathery f;
the velvety v; the bell…voiced m; the tranquil broad a; the
penetrating e; the cooing u; the emotional o; and the beautiful
combinations of alternate rock and stream; as it were; that they give
to the rippling flow of speech;there is a fascination in the
skilful handling of these; which the great poets and even prose…
writers have not disdained to acknowledge and use to recommend their
thought。  What do you say to this line of Homer as a piece of
poetical full…band music?  I know you read the Greek characters with
perfect ease; but permit me; just for my own satisfaction; to put it
into English letters:

          Aigle pamphanoosa di' aitheros ouranon ike!

as if he should have spoken in our poorer phrase of


          Splendor far shining through ether to heaven ascending。

That Greek line; which I do not remember having heard mention of as
remarkable; has nearly every consonantal and vowel sound in the
language。  Try it by the Greek and by the English alphabet; it is a
curiosity。  Tell me that old Homer did not roll his sightless
eyeballs about with delight; as he thundered out these ringing
syllables!  It seems hard to think of his going round like a hand…
organ man; with such music and such thought as his to earn his bread
with。  One can't help wishing that Mr。 Pugh could have got at him for
a single lecture; at least; of the 〃Star Course;〃 or that he could
have appeared in the Music Hall; 〃for this night only。〃

I know I have rambled; but I hope you see that this is a delicate
way of letting you into the nature of the individual who is;
officially; the principal personage at our table。  It would hardly do
to describe him directly; you know。  But you must not think; because
the lightning zigzags; it does not know where to strike。

I shall try to go through the rest of my description of our boarders
with as little of digression as is consistent with my nature。  I
think we have a somewhat exceptional company。  Since our Landlady has
got up in the world; her board has been decidedly a favorite with
persons a little above the average in point of intelligence and
education。  In fact; ever since a boarder of hers; not wholly unknown
to the reading public; brought her establishment into notice; it has
attracted a considerable number of literary and scientific people;
and now and then a politician; like the Member of the House of
Representatives; otherwise called the Great and General Court of the
State of Massachusetts。  The consequence is; that there is more
individuality of character than in a good many similar
boarding
返回目录 上一页 下一页 回到顶部 0 0
未阅读完?加入书签已便下次继续阅读!
温馨提示: 温看小说的同时发表评论,说出自己的看法和其它小伙伴们分享也不错哦!发表书评还可以获得积分和经验奖励,认真写原创书评 被采纳为精评可以获得大量金币、积分和经验奖励哦!