06-04-苔丝 [0]
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[苔丝 / 托马斯·哈代 著]
Tess of the D’urbervilles by Thomas Hardy
■ 简介
小说问世于1891年，至今依然是刻画女性内心情感的最为细腻动人的小说之一。
这是一本忧伤的书：一位少女的生命被慢慢地、但确确实实地毁了——不是被她的敌人，而是被那些自称爱她的人。这是怎样的爱，何以摧毁自己所爱？
悲哀总是在眼睁睁地目睹错误发生却又无力阻拦之时产生。苔丝是一个快乐的姑娘，她的生活本该十分幸福——但合适的人儿犹豫着，不当的人却捷足先登。“别让她走！”我们不禁要大喊，或者“现在就告诉他，以免悔之太晚？”
然而还是太晚了：故事发生在一百年前——其实每天都在重演。我们无能为力，只有眼看着世界在变幻运转着，毁掉了苔丝，又继续变幻运转……仿佛根本未曾有过她。
托马斯·哈代（1840-1928）是英国最伟大的作家之一。他的大部分作品，包括《德伯家的苔丝》，都是以他的故乡，英国南海岸的多尔塞特为背景的。
■ The Maiden
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One evening at the end of May a middle-aged man was walking home from Shaston to the village of Marlott in the Vale of Blackmoor．His legs were thin and weak，and he could not walk in a straight line．He had an empty egg-basket on his arm， and his hat was old and worn．After a while he passed an elderly parson riding a grey horse．
‘Good night，’said the man with the basket．
‘Good night，Sir John，’said the parson．
After another step or two the man stopped and turned round to speak to the parson．
‘Now，sir，last market-day we met on this road at the same time，and I said “Good night”and you answered“Good night，Sir John，”as you did just now．’
‘I did，’said the parson．
‘And once before that，almost a month ago．’
‘I may have．’
‘So why do you call me Sir John，when I am only John Durbeyfield？’
The parson rode nearer，and after a moment's hesitation，explained：‘It was because I've discovered something of historical interest．I am Parson Tringham，the historian．Do you really not know，Durbeyfield，that you are a direct descendant of the ancient and noble family of the d’Urbervilles？They descended from Sir Pagan d’Urberville，who came from Normandy with William the Conqueror in 1066．’
‘Never heard that before，sir！’
‘Well，it's true．Let me see your face．Yes， you have the d’Urberville nose and chin．D’Urbervilles have owned land and served their King for hundreds of years．There have been many Sir Johns，and you could have been Sir John yourself．’
‘Well！’exclaimed the man．‘And how long has this news about me been known，Parson Tringham？’
‘Nobody knows about it at all，’said the parson．‘I just happened to discover it last spring，when I was trying to find out more about the d’Urbervilles and noticed your name in the village．’
‘I've got an old silver spoon，and an old seal too at home，’said the man，wondering．‘So where do we d”Urbervilles live now，Parson？’
‘You don't live anywhere．You have died，as a noble family．’
‘That's bad．So where do we lie？’
‘In the churchyard at Kingsbere-sub-Greenhill．’
‘And where are our family lands？’
‘You haven't any．’
John Durbeyfield paused．‘And what should I do about it，sir？’
‘Oh，nothing．It's a fact of historical interest，nothing more．Good night．’
‘But you'll come and have some beer with me，Parson Tringham？’
‘No，thank you，not this evening，Durbeyfield．You've
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[苔丝 / 托马斯·哈代 著]
Tess of the D’urbervilles by Thomas Hardy
■ 简介
小说问世于1891年，至今依然是刻画女性内心情感的最为细腻动人的小说之一。
这是一本忧伤的书：一位少女的生命被慢慢地、但确确实实地毁了——不是被她的敌人，而是被那些自称爱她的人。这是怎样的爱，何以摧毁自己所爱？
悲哀总是在眼睁睁地目睹错误发生却又无力阻拦之时产生。苔丝是一个快乐的姑娘，她的生活本该十分幸福——但合适的人儿犹豫着，不当的人却捷足先登。“别让她走！”我们不禁要大喊，或者“现在就告诉他，以免悔之太晚？”
然而还是太晚了：故事发生在一百年前——其实每天都在重演。我们无能为力，只有眼看着世界在变幻运转着，毁掉了苔丝，又继续变幻运转……仿佛根本未曾有过她。
托马斯·哈代（1840-1928）是英国最伟大的作家之一。他的大部分作品，包括《德伯家的苔丝》，都是以他的故乡，英国南海岸的多尔塞特为背景的。
■ The Maiden
■ 1
One evening at the end of May a middle-aged man was walking home from Shaston to the village of Marlott in the Vale of Blackmoor．His legs were thin and weak，and he could not walk in a straight line．He had an empty egg-basket on his arm， and his hat was old and worn．After a while he passed an elderly parson riding a grey horse．
‘Good night，’said the man with the basket．
‘Good night，Sir John，’said the parson．
After another step or two the man stopped and turned round to speak to the parson．
‘Now，sir，last market-day we met on this road at the same time，and I said “Good night”and you answered“Good night，Sir John，”as you did just now．’
‘I did，’said the parson．
‘And once before that，almost a month ago．’
‘I may have．’
‘So why do you call me Sir John，when I am only John Durbeyfield？’
The parson rode nearer，and after a moment's hesitation，explained：‘It was because I've discovered something of historical interest．I am Parson Tringham，the historian．Do you really not know，Durbeyfield，that you are a direct descendant of the ancient and noble family of the d’Urbervilles？They descended from Sir Pagan d’Urberville，who came from Normandy with William the Conqueror in 1066．’
‘Never heard that before，sir！’
‘Well，it's true．Let me see your face．Yes， you have the d’Urberville nose and chin．D’Urbervilles have owned land and served their King for hundreds of years．There have been many Sir Johns，and you could have been Sir John yourself．’
‘Well！’exclaimed the man．‘And how long has this news about me been known，Parson Tringham？’
‘Nobody knows about it at all，’said the parson．‘I just happened to discover it last spring，when I was trying to find out more about the d’Urbervilles and noticed your name in the village．’
‘I've got an old silver spoon，and an old seal too at home，’said the man，wondering．‘So where do we d”Urbervilles live now，Parson？’
‘You don't live anywhere．You have died，as a noble family．’
‘That's bad．So where do we lie？’
‘In the churchyard at Kingsbere-sub-Greenhill．’
‘And where are our family lands？’
‘You haven't any．’
John Durbeyfield paused．‘And what should I do about it，sir？’
‘Oh，nothing．It's a fact of historical interest，nothing more．Good night．’
‘But you'll come and have some beer with me，Parson Tringham？’
‘No，thank you，not this evening，Durbeyfield．You've