第 23 节
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  regret that the state of my eyes prevents me from officiating as
  clerk beneath him。〃
  I told him that I should never from the appearance of his eyes have
  imagined that they were not excellent ones。
  〃I can see to walk about with them; and to distinguish objects;〃
  said the old gentleman; 〃but see to read with them I cannot。  Even
  with the help of the most powerful glasses I cannot distinguish a
  letter。  I believe I strained my eyes at a very early age; when
  striving to read at night by the glimmer of the turf fire in my
  poor mother's chimney corner。  Oh what an affliction is this state
  of my eyes!  I can't turn my books to any account; nor read the
  newspapers; but I repeat that I chiefly lament it because it
  prevents me from officiating as under…preacher。〃
  He showed me his books。  Seeing amongst them 〃The Fables of
  Yriarte〃 in Spanish; I asked how they came into his possession。
  〃They were presented to me;〃 said he; 〃by one of the ladies of
  Llangollen; Lady Eleanor Butler。〃
  〃Have you ever read them?〃 said I。
  〃No;〃 he replied; 〃I do not understand a word of Spanish; but I
  suppose her ladyship; knowing I was fond of languages; thought that
  I might one day set about learning Spanish; and that then they
  might be useful to me。〃
  He then asked me if I knew Spanish; and on my telling him that I
  had some knowledge of that language; he asked me to translate some
  of the fables。  I translated two of them; which pleased him much。
  I then asked if he had ever heard of a collection of Welsh fables
  compiled about the year thirteen hundred。  He said that he had not;
  and inquired whether they had ever been printed。  I told him that
  some had appeared in the old Welsh magazine called 〃The Greal。〃
  〃I wish you would repeat one of them;〃 said the old clerk。
  〃Here is one;〃 said I; 〃which particularly struck me:…
  〃It is the custom of the eagle; when his young are sufficiently
  old; to raise them up above his nest in the direction of the sun;
  and the bird which has strength enough of eye to look right in the
  direction of the sun; he keeps and nourishes; but the one which has
  not; he casts down into the gulf to its destruction。  So does the
  Lord deal with His children in the Catholic Church Militant:  those
  whom He sees worthy to serve Him in godliness and spiritual
  goodness He keeps with Him and nourishes; but those who are not
  worthy from being addicted to earthly things; He casts out into
  utter darkness; where there is weeping and gnashing of teeth。〃
  The old gentleman; after a moment's reflection; said it was a
  clever fable; but an unpleasant one。  It was hard for poor birds to
  be flung into a gulf; for not having power of eye sufficient to
  look full in the face of the sun; and likewise hard that poor human
  creatures should be lost for ever; for not doing that which they
  had no power to do。
  〃Perhaps;〃 said I; 〃the eagle does not deal with his chicks; or the
  Lord with His creatures as the fable represents。〃
  〃Let us hope at any rate;〃 said the old gentleman; 〃that the Lord
  does not。〃
  〃Have you ever seen this book?〃 said he; and put Smith's 〃Sean
  Dana〃 into my hand。
  〃Oh; yes;〃 said I; 〃and have gone through it。  It contains poems in
  the Gaelic language by Oisin and others; collected in the
  Highlands。  I went through it a long time ago with great attention。
  Some of the poems are wonderfully beautiful。〃
  〃They are so;〃 said the old clerk。  〃I too have gone through the
  book; it was presented to me a great many years ago by a lady to
  whom I gave some lessons in the Welsh language。  I went through it
  with the assistance of a Gaelic grammar and dictionary; which she
  also presented to me; and I was struck with the high tone of the
  poetry。〃
  〃This collection is valuable indeed;〃 said I; 〃it contains poems;
  which not only possess the highest merit; but serve to confirm the
  authenticity of the poems of Ossian; published by Macpherson; so
  often called in question。  All the pieces here attributed to Ossian
  are written in the same metre; tone; and spirit; as those
  attributed to him in the other collection; so if Macpherson's
  Ossianic poems; which he said were collected by him in the
  Highlands; are forgeries; Smith's Ossianic poems; which; according
  to his account; were also collected in the Highlands; must be also
  forged; and have been imitated from those published by the other。
  Now as it is well known that Smith did not possess sufficient
  poetic power to produce any imitation of Macpherson's Ossian; with
  a tenth part the merit which the 〃Sean Dana〃 possess; and that even
  if he had possessed it; his principles would not have allowed him
  to attempt to deceive the world by imposing forgeries upon it; as
  the authentic poems of another; he being a highly respectable
  clergyman; the necessary conclusion is that the Ossianic poems
  which both published are genuine; and collected in the manner in
  which both stated they were。〃
  After a little more discourse about Ossian; the old gentleman asked
  me if there was any good modern Gaelic poetry。  〃None very modern;〃
  said I:  〃the last great poets of the Gael were Macintyre and
  Buchanan; who flourished about the middle of the last century。  The
  first sang of love and of Highland scenery; the latter was a
  religious poet。  The best piece of Macintyre is an ode to Ben
  Dourain; or the Hill of the Water…dogs … a mountain in the
  Highlands。  The master…piece of Buchanan is his La Breitheanas or
  Day of Judgment; which is equal in merit; or nearly so; to the
  Cywydd y Farn; or Judgment Day of your own immortal Gronwy Owen。
  Singular that the two best pieces on the Day of Judgment should
  have been written in two Celtic dialects; and much about the same
  time; but such is the fact。〃
  〃Really;〃 said the old church clerk; 〃you seem to know something of
  Celtic literature。〃
  〃A little;〃 said I; 〃I am a bit of a philologist; and when studying
  languages dip a little into the literature which they contain。〃
  As I had heard him say that he had occasionally given lessons in
  the Welsh language; I inquired whether any of his pupils had made
  much progress in it。  〃The generality;〃 said he; 〃soon became tired
  of its difficulties; and gave it up without making any progress at
  all。  Two or three got on tolerably well。  One; however; acquired
  it in a time so short that it might be deemed marvellous。  He was
  an Oxonian; and came down with another in the vacation in order to
  study hard against the yearly collegiate examination。  He and his
  friend took lodgings at Pengwern Hall; then a farm…house; and
  studied and walked about for some time; as other young men from
  college; who come down here; are in the habit of doing。  One day he
  and his friend came to me; who was then clerk; and desired to see
  the interior of the church。  So I took the key and went with them
  into the church。  When he came to the altar he took up the large
  Welsh Common Prayer…Book; which was lying there; and looked into
  it。  'A curious language this Welsh;' said he; 'I should like to
  learn it。'  'Many have wished to learn it; without being able;'
  said I; 'it is no easy language。'  'I should like to try;' he
  replied; 'I wish I could find some one who would give me a few
  lessons。'  'I have occasionally given instructions in Welsh;' said
  I; 'and shall be happy to oblige you。'  Well; it was agreed that he
  should take lessons of me; and to my house he came every evening;
  and I gave him what instructions I could。  I was astonished at his
  progress。  He acquired the pronunciation in a lesson; and within a
  week was able to construe and converse。  By the time he left
  Llangollen; and he was not here in all more than two months; he
  understood the Welsh Bible as well as I did; and could speak Welsh
  so well that the Welsh; who did not know him; took him to be one of
  themselves; for he spoke the language with the very tone and manner
  of a native。  Oh; he was the cleverest man for language that I ever
  knew; not a word that he heard did he ever forget。〃
  〃Just like Mezzofanti;〃 said I; 〃the great cardinal philologist。
  But whilst learning Welsh; did he not neglect his collegiate
  studies?〃
  〃Well; I was rather apprehensive on that point;〃 said the old
  gentleman; 〃but mark the event。  At the examination he came off
  most brilliantly in Latin; Greek; mathematics; and other things
  too; in fact; a double first…class man; as I think they call it。〃
  〃I have never heard of so extraordinary an individual;〃 said I。  〃I
  could no more have done what you say he did; than I could have
  taken wings and flown。  Pray; what was his name?〃
  〃His name;〃 said the old gentleman; 〃was Earl。〃
  I was much delighted with my new acquaintance; and paid him
  frequent visits; the more I saw him the more he interested me。  He
  was kind and benevolent; a good old Church of England Christian;
  was well versed in several dialects of the Celtic; and possessed an
  astonishing deal of Welsh heraldic and antiquarian lore。  Often
  whilst discoursing with him I almost fancied that I was with Master
  Salisburie; Vaughan of Hengwrt; or some other worthy of old; deeply
  sk