第 25 节
作者:孤悟      更新:2021-02-21 12:12      字数:9321
  And speaking not; but leaning over him
  I took his brush and blotted out the bird;
  And made a Gardener putting in a graff;
  With this for motto; 〃Rather use than fame。〃
  You should have seen him blush; but afterwards
  He made a stalwart knight。  O Vivien;
  For you; methinks you think you love me well;
  For me; I love you somewhat; rest:  and Love
  Should have some rest and pleasure in himself;
  Not ever be too curious for a boon;
  Too prurient for a proof against the grain
  Of him ye say ye love:  but Fame with men;
  Being but ampler means to serve mankind;
  Should have small rest or pleasure in herself;
  But work as vassal to the larger love;
  That dwarfs the petty love of one to one。
  Use gave me Fame at first; and Fame again
  Increasing gave me use。  Lo; there my boon!
  What other? for men sought to prove me vile;
  Because I fain had given them greater wits:
  And then did Envy call me Devil's son:
  The sick weak beast seeking to help herself
  By striking at her better; missed; and brought
  Her own claw back; and wounded her own heart。
  Sweet were the days when I was all unknown;
  But when my name was lifted up; the storm
  Brake on the mountain and I cared not for it。
  Right well know I that Fame is half…disfame;
  Yet needs must work my work。  That other fame;
  To one at least; who hath not children; vague;
  The cackle of the unborn about the grave;
  I cared not for it:  a single misty star;
  Which is the second in a line of stars
  That seem a sword beneath a belt of three;
  I never gazed upon it but I dreamt
  Of some vast charm concluded in that star
  To make fame nothing。  Wherefore; if I fear;
  Giving you power upon me through this charm;
  That you might play me falsely; having power;
  However well ye think ye love me now
  (As sons of kings loving in pupilage
  Have turned to tyrants when they came to power)
  I rather dread the loss of use than fame;
  If youand not so much from wickedness;
  As some wild turn of anger; or a mood
  Of overstrained affection; it may be;
  To keep me all to your own self;or else
  A sudden spurt of woman's jealousy;
  Should try this charm on whom ye say ye love。'
  And Vivien answered smiling as in wrath:
  'Have I not sworn?  I am not trusted。  Good!
  Well; hide it; hide it; I shall find it out;
  And being found take heed of Vivien。
  A woman and not trusted; doubtless I
  Might feel some sudden turn of anger born
  Of your misfaith; and your fine epithet
  Is accurate too; for this full love of mine
  Without the full heart back may merit well
  Your term of overstrained。  So used as I;
  My daily wonder is; I love at all。
  And as to woman's jealousy; O why not?
  O to what end; except a jealous one;
  And one to make me jealous if I love;
  Was this fair charm invented by yourself?
  I well believe that all about this world
  Ye cage a buxom captive here and there;
  Closed in the four walls of a hollow tower
  From which is no escape for evermore。'
  Then the great Master merrily answered her:
  'Full many a love in loving youth was mine;
  I needed then no charm to keep them mine
  But youth and love; and that full heart of yours
  Whereof ye prattle; may now assure you mine;
  So live uncharmed。  For those who wrought it first;
  The wrist is parted from the hand that waved;
  The feet unmortised from their ankle…bones
  Who paced it; ages back:  but will ye hear
  The legend as in guerdon for your rhyme?
  'There lived a king in the most Eastern East;
  Less old than I; yet older; for my blood
  Hath earnest in it of far springs to be。
  A tawny pirate anchored in his port;
  Whose bark had plundered twenty nameless isles;
  And passing one; at the high peep of dawn;
  He saw two cities in a thousand boats
  All fighting for a woman on the sea。
  And pushing his black craft among them all;
  He lightly scattered theirs and brought her off;
  With loss of half his people arrow…slain;
  A maid so smooth; so white; so wonderful;
  They said a light came from her when she moved:
  And since the pirate would not yield her up;
  The King impaled him for his piracy;
  Then made her Queen:  but those isle…nurtured eyes
  Waged such unwilling though successful war
  On all the youth; they sickened; councils thinned;
  And armies waned; for magnet…like she drew
  The rustiest iron of old fighters' hearts;
  And beasts themselves would worship; camels knelt
  Unbidden; and the brutes of mountain back
  That carry kings in castles; bowed black knees
  Of homage; ringing with their serpent hands;
  To make her smile; her golden ankle…bells。
  What wonder; being jealous; that he sent
  His horns of proclamation out through all
  The hundred under…kingdoms that he swayed
  To find a wizard who might teach the King
  Some charm; which being wrought upon the Queen
  Might keep her all his own:  to such a one
  He promised more than ever king has given;
  A league of mountain full of golden mines;
  A province with a hundred miles of coast;
  A palace and a princess; all for him:
  But on all those who tried and failed; the King
  Pronounced a dismal sentence; meaning by it
  To keep the list low and pretenders back;
  Or like a king; not to be trifled with
  Their heads should moulder on the city gates。
  And many tried and failed; because the charm
  Of nature in her overbore their own:
  And many a wizard brow bleached on the walls:
  And many weeks a troop of carrion crows
  Hung like a cloud above the gateway towers。'
  And Vivien breaking in upon him; said:
  'I sit and gather honey; yet; methinks;
  Thy tongue has tript a little:  ask thyself。
  The lady never made unwilling war
  With those fine eyes:  she had her pleasure in it;
  And made her good man jealous with good cause。
  And lived there neither dame nor damsel then
  Wroth at a lover's loss? were all as tame;
  I mean; as noble; as the Queen was fair?
  Not one to flirt a venom at her eyes;
  Or pinch a murderous dust into her drink;
  Or make her paler with a poisoned rose?
  Well; those were not our days:  but did they find
  A wizard?  Tell me; was he like to thee?
  She ceased; and made her lithe arm round his neck
  Tighten; and then drew back; and let her eyes
  Speak for her; glowing on him; like a bride's
  On her new lord; her own; the first of men。
  He answered laughing; 'Nay; not like to me。
  At last they foundhis foragers for charms
  A little glassy…headed hairless man;
  Who lived alone in a great wild on grass;
  Read but one book; and ever reading grew
  So grated down and filed away with thought;
  So lean his eyes were monstrous; while the skin
  Clung but to crate and basket; ribs and spine。
  And since he kept his mind on one sole aim;
  Nor ever touched fierce wine; nor tasted flesh;
  Nor owned a sensual wish; to him the wall
  That sunders ghosts and shadow…casting men
  Became a crystal; and he saw them through it;
  And heard their voices talk behind the wall;
  And learnt their elemental secrets; powers
  And forces; often o'er the sun's bright eye
  Drew the vast eyelid of an inky cloud;
  And lashed it at the base with slanting storm;
  Or in the noon of mist and driving rain;
  When the lake whitened and the pinewood roared;
  And the cairned mountain was a shadow; sunned
  The world to peace again:  here was the man。
  And so by force they dragged him to the King。
  And then he taught the King to charm the Queen
  In such…wise; that no man could see her more;
  Nor saw she save the King; who wrought the charm;
  Coming and going; and she lay as dead;
  And lost all use of life:  but when the King
  Made proffer of the league of golden mines;
  The province with a hundred miles of coast;
  The palace and the princess; that old man
  Went back to his old wild; and lived on grass;
  And vanished; and his book came down to me。'
  And Vivien answered smiling saucily:
  'Ye have the book:  the charm is written in it:
  Good:  take my counsel:  let me know it at once:
  For keep it like a puzzle chest in chest;
  With each chest locked and padlocked thirty…fold;
  And whelm all this beneath as vast a mound
  As after furious battle turfs the slain
  On some wild down above the windy deep;
  I yet should strike upon a sudden means
  To dig; pick; open; find and read the charm:
  Then; if I tried it; who should blame me then?'
  And smiling as a master smiles at one
  That is not of his school; nor any school
  But that where blind and naked Ignorance
  Delivers brawling judgments; unashamed;
  On all things all day long; he answered her:
  'Thou read the book; my pretty Vivien!
  O ay; it is but twenty pages long;
  But every page having an ample marge;
  And every marge enclosing in the midst
  A square of text that looks a little blot;
  The text no larger than the limbs of fleas;
  And every square of text an awful charm;
  Writ in a language that has long gone by。
  So long; that mountains have arisen since
  With cities on their flanksthou read the book!
  And ever margin scribbled; crost; and crammed
  With comment; densest condensation; hard
  To mind and eye; but the long sleepless nights
  Of my long life have made it easy to me。
  And none can read the text; not even I;
  And none can read the comment but myself;
  And in the comment did I find the charm。
  O; the results are simple; a mere child
  Might use it to the harm of anyone;
  And never could undo it:  ask no more:
  For though you should not prove it upon me;
  But keep