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首页 瑞普·凡·温克尔Rip_Van_Winkle中英文对照与summary.doc

瑞普·凡·温克尔Rip_Van_Winkle中英文对照与summary.doc

瑞普·凡·温克尔Rip_Van_Winkle中英文对照与sum…

上传者: 请叫我小薇薇 2012-03-26 评分 5 0 162 22 736 暂无简介 简介 举报

简介:本文档为《瑞普·凡·温克尔Rip_Van_Winkle中英文对照与summarydoc》,可适用于考试题库领域,主题内容包含作者简介:华盛顿欧文(Washington Irving)(), 美国浪漫主义作家也是一个纯文学作家他的写作态度是"writing for plea符等。

作者简介:华盛顿欧文(Washington Irving)(), 美国浪漫主义作家也是一个纯文学作家他的写作态度是"writing for pleasure and to produce pleasure"。欧文的代表作有《见闻札记》(Sketch Book)这是第一部伟大的青少年读物也是美国本土作家第一部成功的小说。由于欧文对美国文学的伟大贡献他获得了“美国文学之父”的光荣称号。这篇短篇小说《瑞普凡温克尔》便是摘自《见闻札记》。RipVanWinkleAPosthumousWritingofDiedrichKnickerbockerByWashingtonIrving(THEFOLLOWINGtalewasfoundamongthepapersofthelateDiedrichKnickerbocker,anoldgentlemanofNewYork,whowasverycuriousintheDutchhistoryoftheprovince,andthemannersofthedescendantsfromitsprimitivesettlersHishistoricalresearches,however,didnotliesomuchamongbooksasamongmenfortheformerarelamentablyscantyonhisfavoritetopicswhereashefoundtheoldburghers,andstillmoretheirwives,richinthatlegendaryloresoinvaluabletotruehistoryWhenever,therefore,hehappeneduponagenuineDutchfamily,snuglyshutupinitslowroofedfarmhouse,underaspreadingsycamore,helookeduponitasalittleclaspedvolumeofblackletter,andstudieditwiththezealofabookwormTheresultofalltheseresearcheswasahistoryoftheprovinceduringthereignoftheDutchgovernors,whichhepublishedsomeyearssinceTherehavebeenvariousopinionsastotheliterarycharacterofhiswork,and,totellthetruth,itisnotawhitbetterthanitshouldbeItschiefmeritisitsscrupulousaccuracy,whichindeedwasalittlequestionedonitsfirstappearance,buthassincebeencompletelyestablishedanditishowadmittedintoallhistoricalcollectionsasabookofunquestionableauthorityTheoldgentlemandiedshortlyafterthepublicationofhiswork,andnowthatheisdeadandgoneitcannotdomuchharmtohismemorytosaythathistimemighthavebeenmuchbetteremployedinweightierlaborsHe,however,wasapttoridehishobbyinhisownwayandthoughitdidnowandthenkickupthedustalittleintheeyesofhisneighborsandgrievethespiritofsomefriends,forwhomhefeltthetruestdeferenceandaffection,yethiserrorsandfolliesareremembered“moreinsorrowthaninanger”anditbeginstobesuspectedthatheneverintendedtoinjureoroffendButhoweverhismemorymaybeappreciatedbycritics,itisstillhelddearamongmanyfolkwhosegoodopinioniswellworthhavingparticularlybycertainbiscuitbakers,whohavegonesofarastoimprinthislikenessontheirNewYearcakes,andhavethusgivenhimachanceforimmortalityalmostequaltothebeingstampedonaWaterloomedaloraQueenAnne’sfarthing)ByWoden,GodofSaxons,FromwhencecomesWensday,thatisWodensday,TruthisathingthateverIwillkeepUntothylkedayinwhichIcreepintoMysepulchre        CARTWRIGHTWhoeverhasmadeavoyageuptheHudsonmustremembertheCatskillMountainsTheyareadismemberedbranchofthegreatAppalachianfamily,andareseenawaytothewestoftheriver,swellinguptoanobleheight,andlordingitoverthesurroundingcountryEverychangeofseason,everychangeofweather,indeed,everyhouroftheday,producessomechangeinthemagicalhuesandshapesofthesemountains,andtheyareregardedbyallthegoodwives,farandnear,asperfectbarometersWhentheweatherisfairandsettled,theyareclothedinblueandpurple,andprinttheirboldoutlinesonthecleareveningskybutsometimes,whentherestofthelandscapeiscloudless,theywillgatherahoodofgrayvaporsabouttheirsummits,which,inthelastraysofthesettingsun,willglowandlightuplikeacrownofgloryAtthefootofthesefairymountainsthevoyagermayhavedescriedthelightsmokecurlingupfromavillagewhoseshingleroofsgleamamongthetrees,justwherethebluetintsoftheuplandmeltawayintothefreshgreenofthenearerlandscapeItisalittlevillageofgreatantiquity,havingbeenfoundedbysomeoftheDutchcolonists,intheearlytimesoftheprovince,justaboutthebeginningofthegovernmentofthegoodPeterStuyvesant(mayherestinpeace!),andthereweresomeofthehousesoftheoriginalsettlersstandingwithinafewyears,withlatticewindows,gablefrontssurmountedwithweathercocks,andbuiltofsmallyellowbricksbroughtfromHollandInthatsamevillage,andinoneoftheseveryhouses(which,totelltheprecisetruth,wassadlytimewornandweatherbeaten),therelivedmanyyearssince,whilethecountrywasyetaprovinceofGreatBritain,asimple,goodnaturedfellow,ofthenameofRipVanWinkleHewasadescendantoftheVanWinkleswhofiguredsogallantlyinthechivalrousdaysofPeterStuyvesant,andaccompaniedhimtothesiegeofFortChristinaHeinherited,however,butlittleofthemartialcharacterofhisancestorsIhaveobservedthathewasasimple,goodnaturedmanhewas,moreover,akindneighborandanobedient,henpeckedhusbandIndeed,tothelattercircumstancemightbeowingthatmeeknessofspiritwhichgainedhimsuchuniversalpopularityforthosemenaremostapttobeobsequiousandconciliatingabroadwhoareunderthedisciplineofshrewsathomeTheirtempers,doubtless,arerenderedpliantandmalleableinthefieryfurnaceofdomestictribulation,andacurtainlectureisworthallthesermonsintheworldforteachingthevirtuesofpatienceandlongsufferingAtermagantwifemay,therefore,insomerespects,beconsideredatolerableblessingandifso,RipVanWinklewasthriceblessedCertainitisthathewasagreatfavoriteamongallthegoodwivesofthevillage,who,asusualwiththeamiablesex,tookhispartinallfamilysquabbles,andneverfailed,whenevertheytalkedthosemattersoverintheireveninggossipings,tolayalltheblameonDameVanWinkleThechildrenofthevillage,too,wouldshoutwithjoywheneverheapproachedHeassistedattheirsports,madetheirplaythings,taughtthemtoflykitesandshootmarbles,andtoldthemlongstoriesofghosts,witches,andIndiansWheneverhewentdodgingaboutthevillage,hewassurroundedbyatroopofthem,hangingonhisskirts,clamberingonhisback,andplayingathousandtricksonhimwithimpunityandnotadogwouldbarkathimthroughouttheneighborhoodThegreaterrorinRip’scompositionwasaninsuperableaversiontoallkindsofprofitablelaborItcouldnotbefromthewantofassiduityorperseveranceforhewouldsitonawetrock,witharodaslongandheavyasaTartar’slance,andfishalldaywithoutamurmur,eventhoughheshouldnotbeencouragedbyasinglenibbleHewouldcarryafowlingpieceonhisshoulder,forhourstogether,trudgingthroughwoodsandswamps,anduphillanddowndale,toshootafewsquirrelsorwildpigeonsHewouldneverevenrefusetoassistaneighborintheroughesttoil,andwasaforemostmanatallcountryfrolicsforhuskingIndiancorn,orbuildingstonefencesThewomenofthevillage,too,usedtoemployhimtoruntheirerrands,andtodosuchlittleoddjobsastheirlessobliginghusbandswouldnotdofortheminaword,Ripwasreadytoattendtoanybody’sbusinessbuthisownbutastodoingfamilyduty,andkeepinghisfarminorder,itwasimpossible Infact,hedeclareditwasofnousetoworkonhisfarmitwasthemostpestilentlittlepieceofgroundinthewholecountryeverythingaboutitwentwrong,andwouldgowrong,inspiteofhimHisfenceswerecontinuallyfallingtopieceshiscowwouldeithergoastrayorgetamongthecabbagesweedsweresuretogrowquickerinhisfieldsthananywhereelsetherainalwaysmadeapointofsettinginjustashehadsomeoutdoorworktodosothatthoughhispatrimonialestatehaddwindledawayunderhismanagement,acrebyacre,untiltherewaslittlemoreleftthanamerepatchofIndiancornandpotatoes,yetitwastheworstconditionedfarmintheneighborhoodHischildren,too,wereasraggedandwildasiftheybelongedtonobodyHissonRip,anurchinbegotteninhisownlikeness,promisedtoinheritthehabits,withtheoldclothesofhisfatherHewasgenerallyseentroopinglikeacoltathismother’sheels,equippedinapairofhisfather’scastoffgalligaskins,whichhehadmuchadotoholdupwithonehand,asafineladydoeshertraininbadweather RipVanWinkle,however,wasoneofthosehappymortals,offoolish,welloileddispositions,whotaketheworldeasy,eatwhitebreadorbrown,whichevercanbegotwithleastthoughtortrouble,andwouldratherstarveonapennythanworkforapoundIflefttohimself,hewouldhavewhistledlifeaway,inperfectcontentmentbuthiswifekeptcontinuallydinninginhisearsabouthisidleness,hiscarelessness,andtheruinhewasbringingonhisfamilyMorning,noon,andnight,hertonguewasincessantlygoing,andeverythinghesaidordidwassuretoproduceatorrentofhouseholdeloquenceRiphadbutonewayofreplyingtoalllecturesofthekind,andthat,byfrequentuse,hadgrownintoahabitHeshruggedhisshoulders,shookhishead,castuphiseyes,butsaidnothingThis,however,alwaysprovokedafreshvolleyfromhiswife,sothathewasfaintodrawoffhisforces,andtaketotheoutsideofthehousetheonlysidewhich,intruth,belongstoahenpeckedhusbandRip’ssoledomesticadherentwashisdogWolf,whowasasmuchhenpeckedashismasterforDameVanWinkleregardedthemascompanionsinidleness,andevenlookeduponWolfwithanevileye,asthecauseofhismaster’ssooftengoingastrayTrueitis,inallpointsofspiritbefittinganhonorabledog,hewasascourageousananimalaseverscouredthewoodsbutwhatcouragecanwithstandtheeverduringandallbesettingterrorsofawoman’stongueThemomentWolfenteredthehousehiscrestfell,histaildroopedtotheground,orcurledbetweenhislegshesneakedaboutwithagallowsair,castingmanyasidelongglanceatDameVanWinkle,andattheleastflourishofabroomstickorladlewouldflytothedoorwithyelpingprecipitationTimesgrewworseandworsewithRipVanWinkleasyearsofmatrimonyrolledonatarttempernevermellowswithage,andasharptongueistheonlyedgedtoolthatgrowskeenerbyconstantuseForalongwhileheusedtoconsolehimself,whendrivenfromhome,byfrequentingakindofperpetualclubofthesages,philosophers,andotheridlepersonagesofthevillage,whichhelditssessionsonabenchbeforeasmallinn,designatedbyarubicundportraitofhismajestyGeorgetheThirdHeretheyusedtositintheshade,ofalonglazysummer’sday,talkinglistlesslyovervillagegossip,ortellingendlesssleepystoriesaboutnothingButitwouldhavebeenworthanystatesman’smoneytohaveheardtheprofounddiscussionswhichsometimestookplace,whenbychanceanoldnewspaperfellintotheirhands,fromsomepassingtravelerHowsolemnlytheywouldlistentothecontents,asdrawledoutbyDerrickVanBummel,theschoolmaster,adapper,learnedlittleman,whowasnottobedauntedbythemostgiganticwordinthedictionaryandhowsagelytheywoulddeliberateuponpubliceventssomemonthsaftertheyhadtakenplaceTheopinionsofthisjuntowerecompletelycontrolledbyNicholasVedder,apatriarchofthevillage,andlandlordoftheinn,atthedoorofwhichhetookhisseatfrommorningtillnight,justmovingsufficientlytoavoidthesun,andkeepintheshadeofalargetreesothattheneighborscouldtellthehourbyhismovementsasaccuratelyasbyasundialItistrue,hewasrarelyheardtospeak,butsmokedhispipeincessantlyHisadherents,however(foreverygreatmanhashisadherents),perfectlyunderstoodhim,andknewhowtogatherhisopinionsWhenanythingthatwasreadorrelateddispleasedhim,hewasobservedtosmokehispipevehemently,andsendforthshort,frequent,andangrypuffsbutwhenpleased,hewouldinhalethesmokeslowlyandtranquilly,andemititinlightandplacidclouds,andsometimestakingthepipefromhismouth,andlettingthefragrantvaporcurlabouthisnose,wouldgravelynodhisheadintokenofperfectapprobationFromeventhisstrongholdtheunluckyRipwasatlengthroutedbyhistermagantwife,whowouldsuddenlybreakinuponthetranquillityoftheassemblage,andcallthemembersalltonoughtnorwasthataugustpersonage,NicholasVedderhimself,sacredfromthedaringtongueofthisterriblevirago,whochargedhimoutrightwithencouragingherhusbandinhabitsofidlenessPoorRipwasatlastreducedalmosttodespairandhisonlyalternative,toescapefromthelaborofthefarmandclamorofhiswife,wastotakeguninhandandstrollawayintothewoodsHerehewouldsometimesseathimselfatthefootofatree,andsharethecontentsofhiswalletwithWolf,withwhomhesympathizedasafellowsuffererinpersecution“PoorWolf,”hewouldsay,“thymistressleadstheeadog’slifeofitbutnevermind,mylad,whileIlivethoushaltneverwantafriendtostandbythee!”Wolfwouldwaghistail,lookwistfullyinhismaster’sface,andifdogscanfeelpity,IverilybelievehereciprocatedthesentimentwithallhisheartInalongrambleofthekindonafineautumnalday,RiphadunconsciouslyscrambledtooneofthehighestpartsoftheCatskillMountainsHewasafterhisfavoritesportofsquirrelshooting,andthestillsolitudeshadechoedandreëchoedwiththereportsofhisgunPantingandfatigued,hethrewhimself,lateintheafternoon,onagreenknoll,coveredwithmountainherbage,thatcrownedthebrowofaprecipiceFromanopeningbetweenthetreeshecouldoverlookallthelowercountryformanyamileofrichwoodlandHesawatadistancethelordlyHudson,far,farbelowhim,movingonitssilentbutmajesticcourse,thereflectionofapurplecloud,orthesailofalaggingbark,hereandtheresleepingonitsglassybosom,andatlastlosingitselfinthebluehighlandsOntheothersidehelookeddownintoadeepmountainglen,wild,lonely,andshagged,thebottomfilledwithfragmentsfromtheimpendingcliffs,andscarcelylightedbythereflectedraysofthesettingsunForsometimeRiplaymusingonthissceneeveningwasgraduallyadvancingthemountainsbegantothrowtheirlongblueshadowsoverthevalleyshesawthatitwouldbedarklongbeforehecouldreachthevillage,andheheavedaheavysighwhenhethoughtofencounteringtheterrorsofDameVanWinkleAshewasabouttodescend,heheardavoicefromadistance,hallooing,“RipVanWinkle!RipVanWinkle!”Helookedaround,butcouldseenothingbutacrowwingingitssolitaryflightacrossthemountainHethoughthisfancymusthavedeceivedhim,andturnedagaintodescend,whenheheardthesamecryringthroughthestilleveningair:“RipVanWinkle!RipVanWinkle!”atthesametimeWolfbristleduphisback,andgivingalowgrowl,skulkedtohismaster’sside,lookingfearfullydownintotheglenRipnowfeltavagueapprehensionstealingoverhimhelookedanxiouslyinthesamedirection,andperceivedastrangefigureslowlytoilinguptherocks,andbendingundertheweightofsomethinghecarriedonhisbackHewassurprisedtoseeanyhumanbeinginthislonelyandunfrequentedplace,butsupposingittobesomeoneoftheneighborhoodinneedofassistance,hehasteneddowntoyielditOnnearerapproach,hewasstillmoresurprisedatthesingularityofthestranger’sappearanceHewasashort,squarebuiltoldfellow,withthickbushyhair,andagrizzledbeardHisdresswasoftheantiqueDutchfashionaclothjerkinstrappedaroundthewaistseveralpairofbreeches,theouteroneofamplevolume,decoratedwithrowsofbuttonsdownthesides,andbunchesatthekneesHeboreonhisshouldersastoutkeg,thatseemedfullofliquor,andmadesignsforRiptoapproachandassisthimwiththeloadThoughrathershyanddistrustfulofthisnewacquaintance,Ripcompliedwithhisusualalacrity,andmutuallyrelievingoneanother,theyclamberedupanarrowgully,apparentlythedrybedofamountaintorrentAstheyascended,Ripeverynowandthenheardlongrollingpeals,likedistantthunder,thatseemedtoissueoutofadeepravine,orrathercleftbetweenloftyrocks,towardwhichtheirruggedpathconductedHepausedforaninstant,butsupposingittobethemutteringofoneofthosetransientthundershowerswhichoftentakeplaceinmountainheights,heproceededPassingthroughtheravine,theycametoahollow,likeasmallamphitheater,surroundedbyperpendicularprecipices,overthebrinksofwhichimpendingtreesshottheirbranches,sothatyouonlycaughtglimpsesoftheazureskyandthebrighteveningcloudDuringthewholetime,Ripandhiscompanionhadlaboredoninsilenceforthoughtheformermarveledgreatlywhatcouldbetheobjectofcarryingakegofliquorupthiswildmountain,yettherewassomethingstrangeandincomprehensibleabouttheunknownthatinspiredaweandcheckedfamiliarityOnenteringtheamphitheater,newobjectsofwonderpresentedthemselvesOnalevelspotinthecenterwasacompanyofoddlookingpersonagesplayingatninepinsTheyweredressedinaquaint,outlandishfashion:someworeshortdoublets,othersjerkins,withlongknivesintheirbelts,andmosthadenormousbreeches,ofsimilarstylewiththatoftheguide’sTheirvisages,too,werepeculiar:onehadalargehead,broadface,andsmall,piggisheyesthefaceofanotherseemedtoconsistentirelyofnose,andwassurmountedbyawhitesugarloafhatsetoffwithalittleredcock’stailTheyallhadbeards,ofvariousshapesandcolorsTherewasonewhoseemedtobethecommanderHewasastoutoldgentleman,withaweatherbeatencountenanceheworealaceddoublet,broadbeltandhanger,highcrownedhatandfeather,redstockings,andhighheeledshoes,withrosesinthemThewholegroupremindedRipofthefiguresinanoldFlemishpainting,intheparlorofDominieVanSchaick,thevillageparson,andwhichhadbeenbroughtoverfromHollandatthetimeofthesettlementWhatseemedparticularlyoddtoRip,wasthatthoughthesefolkswereevidentlyamusingthemselves,yettheymaintainedthegravestfaces,themostmysterioussilence,andwere,withal,themostmelancholypartyofpleasurehehadeverwitnessedNothinginterruptedthestillnessofthescenebutthenoiseoftheballs,which,whenevertheywererolled,echoedalongthemountainslikerumblingpealsofthunderAsRipandhiscompanionapproachedthem,theysuddenlydesistedfromtheirplay,andstaredathimwithsuchfixedstatuelikegaze,andsuchstrange,uncouth,lacklustercountenances,thathisheartturnedwithinhim,andhiskneessmotetogetherHiscompanionnowemptiedthecontentsofthekegintolargeflagons,andmadesignstohimtowaituponthecompanyHeobeyedwithfearandtremblingtheyquaffedtheliquorinprofoundsilence,andthenreturnedtotheirgame Bydegrees,Rip’saweandapprehensionsubsidedHeevenventured,whennoeyewasfixeduponhim,totastethebeverage,whichhefoundhadmuchoftheflavorofexcellentHollandsHewasnaturallyathirstysoul,andwassoontemptedtorepeatthedraughtOnetasteprovokedanother,andhereiteratedhisvisitstotheflagonsooften,thatatlengthhissenseswereoverpowered,hiseyesswaminhishead,hisheadgraduallydeclined,andhefellintoadeepsleepOnawaking,hefoundhimselfonthegreenknollfromwhencehehadfirstseentheoldmanoftheglenHerubbedhiseyesitwasabrightsunnymorningThebirdswerehoppingandtwitteringamongthebushes,andtheeaglewaswheelingaloftandbreastingthepuremountainbreeze“Surely,”thoughtRip,“Ihav

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