第 17 节
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philosophers; to note down with accuracy the characteristic circumstances of their Education; what furthered; what hindered; what in any way modified it: to which duty; nowadays so pressing for many a German Autobiographer; I also zealously address myself。〃Thou rogue! Is it by short clothes of yellow serge; and swineherd horns; that an infant of genius is educated? And yet; as usual; it ever remains doubtful whether he is laughing in his sleeve at these Autobiographical times of ours; or writing from the abundance of his own fond ineptitude。 For he continues: 〃If among the ever…streaming currents of Sights; Hearings; Feelings for Pain or Pleasure; whereby; as in a Magic Hall; young Gneschen went about environed; I might venture to select and specify; perhaps these following were also of the number:
〃Doubtless; as childish sports call forth Intellect; Activity; so the young creature's Imagination was stirred up; and a Historical tendency given him by the narrative habits of Father Andreas; who; with his battle…reminiscences; and gray austere yet hearty patriarchal aspect; could not but appear another Ulysses and 'much…enduring Man。' Eagerly I hung upon his tales; when listening neighbors enlivened the hearth; from these perils and these travels; wild and far almost as Hades itself; a dim world of Adventure expanded itself within me。 Incalculable also was the knowledge I acquired in standing by the Old Men under the Linden…tree: the whole of Immensity was yet new to me; and had not these reverend seniors; talkative enough; been employed in partial surveys thereof for nigh fourscore years? With amazement I began to discover that Entepfuhl stood in the middle of a Country; of a World; that there was such a thing as History; as Biography to which I also; one day; by hand and tongue; might contribute。
〃In a like sense worked the _Postwagen_ (Stage…coach); which; slow…rolling under its mountains of men and luggage; wended through our Village: northwards; truly; in the dead of night; yet southwards visibly at eventide。 Not till my eighth year did I reflect that this Postwagen could be other than some terrestrial Moon; rising and setting by mere Law of Nature; like the heavenly one; that it came on made highways; from far cities towards far cities; weaving them like a monstrous shuttle into closer and closer union。 It was then that; independently of Schiller's _Wilhelm Tell_; I made this not quite insignificant reflection (so true also in spiritual things): _Any road; this simple Entepfuhl road; will lead you to the end of the World_!
〃Why mention our Swallows; which; out of far Africa; as I learned; threading their way over seas and mountains; corporate cities and belligerent nations; yearly found themselves with the month of May; snug…lodged in our Cottage Lobby? The hospitable Father (for cleanliness' sake) had fixed a little bracket plumb under their nest: there they built; and caught flies; and twittered; and bred; and all; I chiefly; from the heart loved them。 Bright; nimble creatures; who taught you the mason…craft; nay; stranger still; gave you a masonic incorporation; almost social police? For if; by ill chance; and when time pressed; your House fell; have I not seen five neighborly Helpers appear next day; and swashing to and fro; with animated; loud; long…drawn chirpings; and activity almost super…hirundine; complete it again before nightfall?
〃But undoubtedly the grand summary of Entepfuhl child's culture; where as in a funnel its manifold influences were concentrated and simultaneously poured down on us; was the annual Cattle…fair。 Here; assembling from all the four winds; came the elements of an unspeakable hurry…burly。 Nut…brown maids and nut…brown men; all clear…washed; loud…laughing; bedizened and beribanded; who came for dancing; for treating; and if possible; for happiness。 Topbooted Graziers from the North; Swiss Brokers; Italian Drovers; also topbooted; from the South; these with their subalterns in leather jerkins; leather skull…caps; and long ox…goads; shouting in half…articulate speech; amid the inarticulate barking and bellowing。 Apart stood Potters from far Saxony; with their crockery in fair rows; Nurnberg Pedlers; in booths that to me seemed richer than Ormuz bazaars; Showmen from the Lago Maggiore; detachments of the _Wiener Schub_ (Offscourings of Vienna) vociferously superintending games of chance。 Ballad…singers brayed; Auctioneers grew hoarse; cheap New Wine (_heuriger_) flowed like water; still worse confounding the confusion; and high over all; vaulted; in ground…and…lofty tumbling; a particolored Merry…Andrew; like the genius of the place and of Life itself。
〃Thus encircled by the mystery of Existence; under the deep heavenly Firmament; waited on by the four golden Seasons; with their vicissitudes of contribution; for even grim Winter brought its skating…matches and shooting…matches; its snow…storms and Christmas…carols;did the Child sit and learn。 These things were the Alphabet; whereby in aftertime he was to syllable and partly read the grand Volume of the World: what matters it whether such Alphabet be in large gilt letters or in small ungilt ones; so you have an eye to read it? For Gneschen; eager to learn; the very act of looking thereon was a blessedness that gilded all: his existence was a bright; soft element of Joy; out of which; as in Prospero's Island; wonder after wonder bodied itself forth; to teach by charming。
〃Nevertheless; I were but a vain dreamer to say; that even then my felicity was perfect。 I had; once for all; come down from Heaven into the Earth。 Among the rainbow colors that glowed on my horizon; lay even in childhood a dark ring of Care; as yet no thicker than a thread; and often quite overshone; yet always it reappeared; nay ever waxing broader and broader; till in after…years it almost overshadowed my whole canopy; and threatened to engulf me in final night。 It was the ring of Necessity whereby we are all begirt; happy he for whom a kind heavenly Sun brightens it into a ring of Duty; and plays round it with beautiful prismatic diffractions; yet ever; as basis and as bourn for our whole being; it is there。
〃For the first few years of our terrestrial Apprenticeship; we have not much work to do; but; boarded and lodged gratis; are set down mostly to look about us over the workshop; and see others work; till we have understood the tools a little; and can handle this and that。 If good Passivity alone; and not good Passivity and good Activity together; were the thing wanted; then was my early position favorable beyond the most。 In all that respects openness of Sense; affectionate Temper; ingenuous Curiosity; and the fostering of these; what more could I have wished? On the other side; however; things went not so well。 My Active Power (_Thatkraft_) was unfavorably hemmed in; of which misfortune how many traces yet abide with me! In an orderly house; where the litter of children's sports is hateful enough; your training is too stoical; rather to bear and forbear than to make and do。 I was forbid much: wishes in any measure bold I had to renounce; everywhere a strait bond of Obedience inflexibly held me down。 Thus already Freewill often came in painful collision with Necessity; so that my tears flowed; and at seasons the Child itself might taste that root of bitterness; wherewith the whole fruitage of our life is mingled and tempered。
〃In which habituation to Obedience; truly; it was beyond measure safer to err by excess than by defect。 Obedience is our universal duty and destiny; wherein whoso will not bend must break: too early and too thoroughly we cannot be trained to know that Would; in this world of ours; is as mere zero to Should; and for most part as the smallest of fractions even to Shall。 Hereby was laid for me the basis of worldly Discretion; nay of Morality itself。 Let me not quarrel with my upbringing。 It was rigorous; too frugal; compressively secluded; every way unscientific: yet in that very strictness and domestic solitude might there not lie the root of deeper earnestness; of the stem from which all noble fruit must grow? Above all; how unskilful soever; it was loving; it was well…meant; honest; whereby every deficiency was helped。 My kind Mother; for as such I must ever love the good Gretchen; did me one altogether invaluable service: she taught me; less indeed by word than by act and daily reverent look and habitude; her own simple version of the Christian Faith。 Andreas too attended Church; yet more like a parade…duty; for which he in the other world expected pay with arrears;as; I trust; he has received; but my Mother; with a true woman's heart; and fine though uncultivated sense; was in the strictest acceptation Religious。 How indestructibly the Good grows; and propagates itself; even among the weedy entanglements of Evil! The highest whom I knew on Earth I here saw bowed down; with awe unspeakable; before a Higher in Heaven: such things; especially in infancy; reach inwards to the very core of your being; mysteriously does a Holy of Holies build itself into visibility in the mysterious deeps; and Reverence; the divinest in man; springs forth undying from its mean envelopment of Fear。 Wouldst thou ra