The Shoes of Fortune

I. A Beginning

一、一个开始

Every author has some peculiarity in his descriptions or in his style of writing. Those who do not like him, magnify it, shrug up their shoulders, and exclaim--there he is again! I, for my part, know very well how I can bring about this movement and this exclamation. It would happen immediately if I were to begin here, as I intended to do, with: “Rome has its Corso, Naples its Toledo”--“Ah! that Andersen; there he is again!” they would cry; yet I must, to please my fancy, continue quite quietly, and add: “But Copenhagen has its East Street.”

每个作者的描述或风格都有一些独特之处 写作。那些不喜欢他的人，会放大它，耸耸肩 肩膀，惊呼——他又来了！就我而言，我非常了解 好吧，我如何才能带来这个动作和这个感叹。它会 如果我从这里开始，正如我打算做的那样，立即发生： “罗马有科尔索，那不勒斯有托莱多”——“啊！那个安徒生；他在那里 又来了！他们会哭；但为了满足我的幻想，我必须继续相当 悄悄地补充道：“但是哥本哈根有它的东街。”

Here, then, we will stay for the present. In one of the houses not far from the new market a party was invited--a very large party, in order, as is often the case, to get a return invitation from the others. One half of the company was already seated at the card-table, the other half awaited the result of the stereotype preliminary observation of the lady of the house:

那么，我们就暂时留在这里。在不远处的一栋房子里 从新市场邀请了一个聚会——一个非常大的聚会，按顺序， 通常情况下，会收到其他人的回复邀请。一 公司的一半人已经坐在牌桌旁，另一半人 等待这位女士的定型初步观察结果 房子的：

“Now let us see what we can do to amuse ourselves.”

“现在让我们看看能做些什么来娱乐自己。”

They had got just so far, and the conversation began to crystallise, as it could but do with the scanty stream which the commonplace world supplied. Amongst other things they spoke of the middle ages: some praised that period as far more interesting, far more poetical than our own too sober present; indeed Councillor Knap defended this opinion so warmly, that the hostess declared immediately on his side, and both exerted themselves with unwearied eloquence. The Councillor boldly declared the time of King Hans to be the noblest and the most happy period.*

他们已经走到这一步了，谈话开始具体化， 因为它只能用平凡世界中的稀少的溪流来做 提供。他们谈到中世纪的其他事情包括： 称赞那段时期比我们现在的时期更有趣、更富有诗意 自己现在过于清醒；纳普议员确实捍卫了这一观点 如此热情，女主人立即宣布站在他一边，两人都 以不知疲倦的口才竭尽全力。议员大胆 宣告汉斯国王的时代是最高尚、最幸福的时代 句号。*

A.D. 1482-1513

* 公元 1482-1513 年

While the conversation turned on this subject, and was only for a moment interrupted by the arrival of a journal that contained nothing worth reading, we will just step out into the antechamber, where cloaks, mackintoshes, sticks, umbrellas, and shoes, were deposited. Here sat two female figures, a young and an old one. One might have thought at first they were servants come to accompany their mistresses home; but on looking nearer, one soon saw they could scarcely be mere servants; their forms were too noble for that, their skin too fine, the cut of their dress too striking. Two fairies were they; the younger, it is true, was not Dame Fortune herself, but one of the waiting-maids of her handmaidens who carry about the lesser good things that she distributes; the other looked extremely gloomy--it was Care. She always attends to her own serious business herself, as then she is sure of having it done properly.

虽然话题转到这个话题，而且只持续了一会儿 被一本没有任何价值的日记的到来打断 阅读时，我们将步入前厅，那里有斗篷， 雨衣、棍棒、雨伞和鞋子都被存放起来。这里坐了两个 女性人物，有年轻的，有年老的。一开始可能有人会想到 他们是陪伴女主人回家的仆人；但在 走近一看，很快就发现他们不可能只是仆人。他们的 他们的形体太高贵了，他们的皮肤太细，他们的剪裁 穿着太引人注目。她们是两个仙女；越年轻，这是事实， 并不是厄运夫人本人，而是她的侍女之一 侍女们携带着她所分发的次等好东西； 另一个则显得极其阴郁——那是凯尔。她总是照顾 她自己的正事，因为那时她确信能完成它 正确地。

They were telling each other, with a confidential interchange of ideas, where they had been during the day. The messenger of Fortune had only executed a few unimportant commissions, such as saving a new bonnet from a shower of rain, etc.; but what she had yet to perform was something quite unusual.

他们通过秘密交换想法互相告诉对方， 他们白天去的地方。命运的使者只有 执行了一些不重要的任务，例如从 阵雨等；但她还没有表演什么 很不寻常。

“I must tell you,” said she, “that to-day is my birthday; and in honor of it, a pair of walking-shoes or galoshes has been entrusted to me, which I am to carry to mankind. These shoes possess the property of instantly transporting him who has them on to the place or the period in which he most wishes to be; every wish, as regards time or place, or state of being, will be immediately fulfilled, and so at last man will be happy, here below.”

“我必须告诉你，”她说，“今天是我的生日；为了纪念 其中，一双步行鞋或胶鞋已托付给我， 我要把它带给人类。这双鞋拥有以下特性 立即将拥有它们的人传送到该地点或时间 他最希望成为的人；每个愿望，关于时间或地点，或者 存在的状态，将立即得到满足，所以最终人将 be happy, here below.”

“Do you seriously believe it?” replied Care, in a severe tone of reproach. “No; he will be very unhappy, and will assuredly bless the moment when he feels that he has freed himself from the fatal shoes.”

“你真的相信吗？” Care用严厉的语气回答道 责备。 “不，他会非常不高兴，并且一定会祝福 当他感觉自己已经从致命的鞋子中解放出来的那一刻。”

“Stupid nonsense!” said the other angrily. “I will put them here by the door. Some one will make a mistake for certain and take the wrong ones--he will be a happy man.”

“愚蠢的胡言乱语！”另一个愤怒地说。 “我会把它们放在这里 门。有些人肯定会犯错误并采取错误的做法 那些——他会是一个幸福的人。”

Such was their conversation.

这就是他们的谈话。

II. What Happened to the Councillor

二.议员发生了什么事

It was late; Councillor Knap, deeply occupied with the times of King Hans, intended to go home, and malicious Fate managed matters so that his feet, instead of finding their way to his own galoshes, slipped into those of Fortune. Thus caparisoned the good man walked out of the well-lighted rooms into East Street. By the magic power of the shoes he was carried back to the times of King Hans; on which account his foot very naturally sank in the mud and puddles of the street, there having been in those days no pavement in Copenhagen.

已经很晚了；纳普议员深深沉浸在国王时代 汉斯本想回家，但恶毒的命运却安排了这件事， 他的脚没有找到自己的套鞋，而是滑倒了 进入财富的那些。这位好人就这样盛装打扮地走出了 光线充足的房间进入东街。凭借鞋子的魔力，他 被带回汉斯国王时代；凭什么他的脚 很自然地沉入街道的泥浆和水坑中，那里有 那时哥本哈根还没有人行道。

“Well! This is too bad! How dirty it is here!” sighed the Councillor. “As to a pavement, I can find no traces of one, and all the lamps, it seems, have gone to sleep.”

“哎呀！这太糟糕了！这里多脏啊！”议员叹了口气。 “至于人行道，我找不到任何人的踪迹，而所有的灯，都 看来，已经睡着了。”

The moon was not yet very high; it was besides rather foggy, so that in the darkness all objects seemed mingled in chaotic confusion. At the next corner hung a votive lamp before a Madonna, but the light it gave was little better than none at all; indeed, he did not observe it before he was exactly under it, and his eyes fell upon the bright colors of the pictures which represented the well-known group of the Virgin and the infant Jesus.

月亮还不是很高。而且还有雾，所以 黑暗中，一切物体似乎都混杂在一起，一片混乱。在 下一个角落在圣母像前挂着一盏许愿灯，但它发出的光 比没有好不了多少；事实上，他之前并没有观察到这一点 他就在它的下面，他的目光落在了它明亮的颜色上。 代表著名的圣母和圣母团体的图片 婴儿耶稣。

“That is probably a wax-work show,” thought he; “and the people delay taking down their sign in hopes of a late visitor or two.”

“这可能是一场蜡像展，”他想；“这可能是一场蜡像展。” “人们拖延 摘下他们的牌子，希望有一两个迟到的访客。”

A few persons in the costume of the time of King Hans passed quickly by him.

几个穿着汉斯国王时代服装的人快步走过 他。

“How strange they look! The good folks come probably from a masquerade!”

“他们看起来多么奇怪！好人可能来自化装舞会！”

Suddenly was heard the sound of drums and fifes; the bright blaze of a fire shot up from time to time, and its ruddy gleams seemed to contend with the bluish light of the torches. The Councillor stood still, and watched a most strange procession pass by. First came a dozen drummers, who understood pretty well how to handle their instruments; then came halberdiers, and some armed with cross-bows. The principal person in the procession was a priest. Astonished at what he saw, the Councillor asked what was the meaning of all this mummery, and who that man was.

忽闻鼓乐、笛声。明亮的火焰 时不时地冒出火光，红润的光芒似乎在争辩。 伴随着火把的蓝色光芒。议员站着不动， 看着一支最奇怪的队伍经过。首先来的是十几个鼓手， 他们非常了解如何操作他们的乐器；然后来了 戟兵，还有一些手持十字弓。该机构中的主要人物 游行队伍中有一位牧师。议员对所见感到惊讶，问道 这些胡言乱语到底是什么意思？那个人是谁？

“That's the Bishop of Zealand,” was the answer.

“那是西兰主教，”他回答道。

“Good Heavens! What has taken possession of the Bishop?” sighed the Councillor, shaking his head. It certainly could not be the Bishop; even though he was considered the most absent man in the whole kingdom, and people told the drollest anecdotes about him. Reflecting on the matter, and without looking right or left, the Councillor went through East Street and across the Habro-Platz. The bridge leading to Palace Square was not to be found; scarcely trusting his senses, the nocturnal wanderer discovered a shallow piece of water, and here fell in with two men who very comfortably were rocking to and fro in a boat.

“天哪！主教怎么了？”叹了口气 议员摇摇头。这当然不可能是主教；他肯定是主教。甚至 尽管他被认为是整个王国中最缺席的人，并且 人们讲述着有关他的最滑稽的轶事。反思此事， 议员没有左顾右盼，就穿过了东边 街和哈布罗广场对面。通往皇宫广场的桥 找不到；几乎不相信自己的感觉，夜间 流浪者发现了一片浅水，两个人掉进了这里 人们非常舒服地在船上来回摇晃。

“Does your honor want to cross the ferry to the Holme?” asked they.

“阁下想乘渡轮前往霍姆号吗？”他们问道。

“Across to the Holme!” said the Councillor, who knew nothing of the age in which he at that moment was. “No, I am going to Christianshafen, to Little Market Street.”

“到福尔摩河对面去！”对这个时代一无所知的议员说道 他当时就在其中。 “不，我要去克里斯蒂安港，去 小市场街。”

Both men stared at him in astonishment.

两个人都惊讶地看着他。

“Only just tell me where the bridge is,” said he. “It is really unpardonable that there are no lamps here; and it is as dirty as if one had to wade through a morass.”

“只要告诉我桥在哪里就可以了，”他说。 “这确实是 不可原谅的是这里没有灯；它就像一个脏东西一样 不得不趟过一片沼泽。”

The longer he spoke with the boatmen, the more unintelligible did their language become to him.

他和船夫们说得越久，他们的说法就越难以理解。 语言对他来说变得如此。

“I don't understand your Bornholmish dialect,” said he at last, angrily, and turning his back upon them. He was unable to find the bridge: there was no railway either. “It is really disgraceful what a state this place is in,” muttered he to himself. Never had his age, with which, however, he was always grumbling, seemed so miserable as on this evening. “I'll take a hackney-coach!” thought he. But where were the hackney-coaches? Not one was to be seen.

“我听不懂你们的博恩霍尔米方言，”他最后生气地说， 并转身背对他们。他找不到那座桥：那儿 也没有铁路。 “这个地方的状态真是可耻 进来了。”他自言自语道。从来没有他的年龄，然而， 他总是在抱怨，看起来像今晚一样痛苦。 “我会 搭一辆出租马车吧！”他想。但那些出租马车在哪里呢？ 没有人看见。

“I must go back to the New Market; there, it is to be hoped, I shall find some coaches; for if I don't, I shall never get safe to Christianshafen.”

“我必须回到新市场；希望在那里，我 会找到一些教练；因为如果我不这样做，我将永远无法安全地 克里斯蒂安港。”

So off he went in the direction of East Street, and had nearly got to the end of it when the moon shone forth.

于是他就朝东街方向走去，几乎就到了。 当月亮升起时，一切就结束了。

“God bless me! What wooden scaffolding is that which they have set up there?” cried he involuntarily, as he looked at East Gate, which, in those days, was at the end of East Street.

“上帝保佑我！他们搭建的是什么木脚手架？ 那里？他看着东门，不由自主地喊道。 那些日子，是在东街的尽头。

He found, however, a little side-door open, and through this he went, and stepped into our New Market of the present time. It was a huge desolate plain; some wild bushes stood up here and there, while across the field flowed a broad canal or river. Some wretched hovels for the Dutch sailors, resembling great boxes, and after which the place was named, lay about in confused disorder on the opposite bank.

然而，他发现有一扇小侧门开着，他穿过这扇门， 并踏入了我们现在的新市场。这是一个巨大的 荒凉的平原；一些野生灌木丛到处矗立，而对面 田野里流淌着一条宽阔的运河或河流。一些简陋的小屋 荷兰水手，就像巨大的盒子，之后这个地方就变成了 命名，乱七八糟地躺在对岸。

“I either behold a fata morgana, or I am regularly tipsy,” whimpered out the Councillor. “But what's this?”

“我要么看到了莫甘娜，要么我经常喝醉，”呜咽道 议员。 “但这是什么？”

He turned round anew, firmly convinced that he was seriously ill. He gazed at the street formerly so well known to him, and now so strange in appearance, and looked at the houses more attentively: most of them were of wood, slightly put together; and many had a thatched roof.

他重新转过身来，确信自己病得很重。他 凝视着这条从前对他来说如此熟悉，而现在却如此陌生的街道 外观，更仔细地观察了这些房子：大多数都是 木头，稍微放在一起；许多人都有茅草屋顶。

“No--I am far from well,” sighed he; “and yet I drank only one glass of punch; but I cannot suppose it--it was, too, really very wrong to give us punch and hot salmon for supper. I shall speak about it at the first opportunity. I have half a mind to go back again, and say what I suffer. But no, that would be too silly; and Heaven only knows if they are up still.”

“不——我的情况很不妙，”他叹了口气。 “但我只喝了一杯 冲孔；但我无法想象——给予它也是非常错误的 我们的晚餐是潘趣酒和热三文鱼。我先讲一下 机会。我有点想再回去，说说我所受的苦。 但不，那太愚蠢了；只有天知道他们是否起来了 仍然。”

He looked for the house, but it had vanished.

他寻找房子，但它已经消失了。

“It is really dreadful,” groaned he with increasing anxiety; “I cannot recognise East Street again; there is not a single decent shop from one end to the other! Nothing but wretched huts can I see anywhere; just as if I were at Ringstead. Oh! I am ill! I can scarcely bear myself any longer. Where the deuce can the house be? It must be here on this very spot; yet there is not the slightest idea of resemblance, to such a degree has everything changed this night! At all events here are some people up and stirring. Oh! oh! I am certainly very ill.”

“这真是太可怕了，”他越来越焦虑地抱怨道。 “我不能 又认出了东街；没有一家像样的商店 结束到另一个！除了破旧的小屋，我什么也看不见；只是 就好像我在林斯特德一样。哦！我病了！我几乎无法忍受自己 更长。房子到底在哪里？它一定就在这个时候 现货；但与这样的一个人没有丝毫相似之处 这一夜一切都改变了！在所有活动中，这里有一些 人们激动起来。哦！哦！我确实病得很重。”

He now hit upon a half-open door, through a chink of which a faint light shone. It was a sort of hostelry of those times; a kind of public-house. The room had some resemblance to the clay-floored halls in Holstein; a pretty numerous company, consisting of seamen, Copenhagen burghers, and a few scholars, sat here in deep converse over their pewter cans, and gave little heed to the person who entered.

这时他撞到了一扇半开的门，门缝里透出微弱的光。 闪闪发光。这是当时的一种招待所。一种公共场所。 这个房间与荷尔斯泰因的粘土地板大厅有些相似。一个 相当多的公司，包括海员、哥本哈根市民和 一些学者坐在这里，对着他们的锡罐进行深入的交谈， 很少注意到进来的人。

“By your leave!” said the Councillor to the Hostess, who came bustling towards him. “I've felt so queer all of a sudden; would you have the goodness to send for a hackney-coach to take me to Christianshafen?”

“请您原谅！”议员对熙熙攘攘的女主人说道 朝向他。 “我突然感觉很奇怪；你愿意吗？ 请派一辆出租马车带我去克里斯蒂安港好吗？”

The woman examined him with eyes of astonishment, and shook her head; she then addressed him in German. The Councillor thought she did not understand Danish, and therefore repeated his wish in German. This, in connection with his costume, strengthened the good woman in the belief that he was a foreigner. That he was ill, she comprehended directly; so she brought him a pitcher of water, which tasted certainly pretty strong of the sea, although it had been fetched from the well.

女人用惊讶的眼神打量着他，然后摇摇头。 然后她用德语向他讲话。议员认为她没有 懂丹麦语，因此用德语重复了他的愿望。这，在 与他的服装的联系，坚定了善良女人的信念 他是外国人。她直接明白他病了。所以 她给他拿了一壶水，味道确实很浓 虽然是从井里打捞出来的，但还是来自大海。

The Councillor supported his head on his hand, drew a long breath, and thought over all the wondrous things he saw around him.

议员用手撑着头，长长地吸了一口气，然后 思考他在周围看到的所有奇妙的事情。

“Is this the Daily News of this evening?” he asked mechanically, as he saw the Hostess push aside a large sheet of paper.

“这是今晚的每日新闻吗？”他机械地问道，因为他 只见女主人推开一张大纸。

The meaning of this councillorship query remained, of course, a riddle to her, yet she handed him the paper without replying. It was a coarse wood-cut, representing a splendid meteor “as seen in the town of Cologne,” which was to be read below in bright letters.

当然，这个议员资格问题的意义仍然是一个谜 给她，但她把纸递给他，没有回答。这是一个粗糙的 木刻，代表“在镇上看到的一颗灿烂的流星” 科隆”，下面用明亮的字母读出。

“That is very old!” said the Councillor, whom this piece of antiquity began to make considerably more cheerful. “Pray how did you come into possession of this rare print? It is extremely interesting, although the whole is a mere fable. Such meteorous appearances are to be explained in this way--that they are the reflections of the Aurora Borealis, and it is highly probable they are caused principally by electricity.”

“那已经很老了！”议员说，这件古董 开始变得更加愉快。 “请问你是怎么进来的？ 拥有这幅罕见的印刷品？这非常有趣，尽管 整个只是一个寓言。这种流星般的出现可以解释为 这样——它们就是北极光的倒影，而且它 它们很可能主要是由电力引起的。”

Those persons who were sitting nearest him and heard his speech, stared at him in wonderment; and one of them rose, took off his hat respectfully, and said with a serious countenance, “You are no doubt a very learned man, Monsieur.”

那些坐在他最近并听到他讲话的人， 惊讶地看着他；其中一个站起来，摘下帽子 恭敬地说道：“毫无疑问，你是一个 非常有学识的人，先生。”

“Oh no,” answered the Councillor, “I can only join in conversation on this topic and on that, as indeed one must do according to the demands of the world at present.”

“哦，不，”议员回答道，“我只能参加关于 这个话题和那个话题，确实必须根据要求去做 当今世界。”

“Modestia is a fine virtue,” continued the gentleman; “however, as to your speech, I must say mihi secus videtur: yet I am willing to suspend my judicium.”

“谦虚是一种美德，”这位绅士继续说道。 “但是，至于 你的演讲，我必须说 mihi secus videtur：但我愿意暂停 我的司法。”

“May I ask with whom I have the pleasure of speaking?” asked the Councillor.

“请问我有幸与谁交谈？”问道 议员。

“I am a Bachelor in Theologia,” answered the gentleman with a stiff reverence.

“我是神学学士，”这位先生僵硬地回答道。 尊敬。

This reply fully satisfied the Councillor; the title suited the dress. “He is certainly,” thought he, “some village schoolmaster--some queer old fellow, such as one still often meets with in Jutland.”

这个答复令议员十分满意；标题很适合这件衣服。 “他当然是，”他想，“某个乡村校长——某个奇怪的人。” 老家伙，就像在日德兰半岛仍然经常见到的那样。”

“This is no locus docendi, it is true,” began the clerical gentleman; “yet I beg you earnestly to let us profit by your learning. Your reading in the ancients is, sine dubio, of vast extent?”

“这不是事实，这是事实，”这位牧师绅士开始说道。 “但我恳求您让我们从您的学习中受益。您的阅读 在古人中，是否有广泛的范围？

“Oh yes, I've read something, to be sure,” replied the Councillor. “I like reading all useful works; but I do not on that account despise the modern ones; 'tis only the unfortunate 'Tales of Every-day Life' that I cannot bear--we have enough and more than enough such in reality.”

“哦，是的，我确实读过一些东西，”议员回答道。 “我 喜欢阅读所有有用的作品；但我并不因此而鄙视 现代的；我所讲的只是不幸的“日常生活故事” 无法忍受——现实中这样的事情已经够多了。”

“'Tales of Every-day Life?'” said our Bachelor inquiringly.

“‘日常生活的故事？’”我们的学士询问道。

“I mean those new fangled novels, twisting and writhing themselves in the dust of commonplace, which also expect to find a reading public.”

“我指的是那些新奇的小说，在其中扭曲和扭动自己 尘埃里的司空见惯，也指望找到一个读书的大众。

“Oh,” exclaimed the clerical gentleman smiling, “there is much wit in them; besides they are read at court. The King likes the history of Sir Iffven and Sir Gaudian particularly, which treats of King Arthur, and his Knights of the Round Table; he has more than once joked about it with his high vassals.”

“哦，”牧师先生微笑着叫道，“这里面有很多智慧。” 他们；此外，它们还在法庭上宣读。国王喜欢先生的历史 尤其是伊夫文和高迪安爵士，其中涉及亚瑟王，以及 他的圆桌骑士；他不止一次拿这件事开玩笑 和他的高位封臣。”

“I have not read that novel,” said the Councillor; “it must be quite a new one, that Heiberg has published lately.”

“我没有读过那本小说，”议员说；“我没有读过那本小说。” “这一定是一个相当 海伯格最近发表了一篇新文章。”

“No,” answered the theologian of the time of King Hans: “that book is not written by a Heiberg, but was imprinted by Godfrey von Gehmen.”

“不，”汉斯国王时代的神学家回答说：“那本书是 不是由海伯格写的，而是由戈弗雷·冯·格曼（Godfrey von Gehmen）留下的。”

“Oh, is that the author's name?” said the Councillor. “It is a very old name, and, as well as I recollect, he was the first printer that appeared in Denmark.”

“哦，这是作者的名字吗？”议员说。 “这是一个非常 老名字，而且据我记得，他是第一个印刷商 出现在丹麦。”

“Yes, he is our first printer,” replied the clerical gentleman hastily.

“是的，他是我们的第一位印刷工。”那位文书先生急忙回答道。

So far all went on well. Some one of the worthy burghers now spoke of the dreadful pestilence that had raged in the country a few years back, meaning that of 1484. The Councillor imagined it was the cholera that was meant, which people made so much fuss about; and the discourse passed off satisfactorily enough. The war of the buccaneers of 1490 was so recent that it could not fail being alluded to; the English pirates had, they said, most shamefully taken their ships while in the roadstead; and the Councillor, before whose eyes the Herostratic [*] event of 1801 still floated vividly, agreed entirely with the others in abusing the rascally English. With other topics he was not so fortunate; every moment brought about some new confusion, and threatened to become a perfect Babel; for the worthy Bachelor was really too ignorant, and the simplest observations of the Councillor sounded to him too daring and phantastical. They looked at one another from the crown of the head to the soles of the feet; and when matters grew to too high a pitch, then the Bachelor talked Latin, in the hope of being better understood--but it was of no use after all.

到目前为止一切进展顺利。一些可敬的市民现在谈到 几年前该国肆虐的可怕瘟疫， 意思是 1484 年。议员认为是霍乱 人们对此大惊小怪；和话语 过得很满意。 1490年的海盗战争是 这么新近的事，不可能不被提及；英国人 他们说，海盗在最可耻的情况下夺走了他们的船只。 路边；和议员，在他的眼前是英雄主义 [*] 1801年的事件仍然历历在目，与其他事件完全一致。 滥用无赖的英语。在其他话题上他就没那么幸运了。 每时每刻都会带来一些新的混乱，并有可能成为 完美的巴别塔；因为这位贤士实在是太无知了， 议员最简单的意见对他来说听起来太大胆了 和幻想的。他们从头顶看着对方 到脚底；当事情变得太严重时 音调，然后学士讲拉丁语，希望能变得更好 明白了——但终究没有用。

Herostratus, or Eratostratus--an Ephesian, who wantonly set fire to the famous temple of Diana, in order to commemorate his name by so uncommon an action.

* 希罗斯特拉图斯 (Herostratus)，或埃拉托斯特拉图斯 (Eratostratus)——一位以弗所人，肆意妄为 放火焚烧著名的戴安娜神庙，目的是 以如此不寻常的行动来纪念他的名字。

“What's the matter?” asked the Hostess, plucking the Councillor by the sleeve; and now his recollection returned, for in the course of the conversation he had entirely forgotten all that had preceded it.

“怎么了？”女主人一边问，一边把议员拉到了一边。 袖子；现在他的记忆回来了，因为在这个过程中 谈话之前他已经完全忘记了一切。

“Merciful God, where am I!” exclaimed he in agony; and while he so thought, all his ideas and feelings of overpowering dizziness, against which he struggled with the utmost power of desperation, encompassed him with renewed force. “Let us drink claret and mead, and Bremen beer,” shouted one of the guests--“and you shall drink with us!”

“仁慈的上帝啊，我这是在哪里啊！”他痛苦地喊道；当他这样的时候 思想，他所有的想法和感觉压倒性的眩晕，反对 他以最大的绝望力量与之斗争，包围了 他以新的力量。 “让我们喝红葡萄酒和蜂蜜酒，还有不莱梅啤酒，” 一位客人喊道——“你和我们一起喝酒吧！”

Two maidens approached. One wore a cap of two staring colors, denoting the class of persons to which she belonged. They poured out the liquor, and made the most friendly gesticulations; while a cold perspiration trickled down the back of the poor Councillor.

两个少女走近。其中一人戴着一顶两种颜色的帽子，表示 她所属的阶层。他们倒了酒， 并做出了最友好的手势；当冷汗淋漓的时候 从可怜的议员的背上滴下来。

“What's to be the end of this! What's to become of me!” groaned he; but he was forced, in spite of his opposition, to drink with the rest. They took hold of the worthy man; who, hearing on every side that he was intoxicated, did not in the least doubt the truth of this certainly not very polite assertion; but on the contrary, implored the ladies and gentlemen present to procure him a hackney-coach: they, however, imagined he was talking Russian.

“这一切的结局是什么！我会变成什么样子！”他呻吟道；但是 尽管他反对，他还是被迫和其他人一起喝酒。他们 抓住了有价值的人；谁，从四面八方都听到他是谁 陶醉了，丝毫没有怀疑这件事的真实性 不太礼貌的断言；但恰恰相反，恳求女士们 先生们前来为他购买一辆出租马车：然而，他们， 想象他在说俄语。

Never before, he thought, had he been in such a coarse and ignorant company; one might almost fancy the people had turned heathens again. “It is the most dreadful moment of my life: the whole world is leagued against me!” But suddenly it occurred to him that he might stoop down under the table, and then creep unobserved out of the door. He did so; but just as he was going, the others remarked what he was about; they laid hold of him by the legs; and now, happily for him, off fell his fatal shoes--and with them the charm was at an end.

他想，他以前从来没有陷入过如此粗鲁和无知的境地。 公司；人们可能会认为人们又变成了异教徒。 “这是我一生中最可怕的时刻：整个世界都被联盟了 反对我！”但他突然想到他可能会弯下腰 躲到桌子底下，然后悄悄溜出门。他这样做了； 但正当他要走的时候，其他人都注意到了他的意思。他们 抓住他的腿；现在，令他高兴的是，他的 致命的鞋子——有了它们，魅力就结束了。

The Councillor saw quite distinctly before him a lantern burning, and behind this a large handsome house. All seemed to him in proper order as usual; it was East Street, splendid and elegant as we now see it. He lay with his feet towards a doorway, and exactly opposite sat the watchman asleep.

议员清楚地看到他面前有一盏灯笼在燃烧， 后面是一座漂亮的大房子。在他看来一切都井然有序 平常；那就是我们现在看到的东街，辉煌而优雅。他躺着 他的脚朝向门口，看守人正好坐在对面 睡着了。

“Gracious Heaven!” said he. “Have I lain here in the street and dreamed? Yes; 'tis East Street! How splendid and light it is! But really it is terrible what an effect that one glass of punch must have had on me!”

“仁慈的天堂！”他说。 “我躺在街上做梦了吗？ 是的；这是东街！它是多么辉煌和轻盈啊！但确实如此 可怕的是，一杯潘趣酒对我产生了多么大的影响啊！”

Two minutes later, he was sitting in a hackney-coach and driving to Frederickshafen. He thought of the distress and agony he had endured, and praised from the very bottom of his heart the happy reality--our own time--which, with all its deficiencies, is yet much better than that in which, so much against his inclination, he had lately been.

两分钟后，他坐在一辆出租马车上，开往 腓特烈港。他想起自己所经历的痛苦和痛苦， 并从心底赞美我们自己的幸福现实 时间——尽管有其种种缺陷，但仍比在 他最近确实这么做了，这与他的意愿完全相反。

III. The Watchman's Adventure

三．守望者的冒险

“Why, there is a pair of galoshes, as sure as I'm alive!” said the watchman, awaking from a gentle slumber. “They belong no doubt to the lieutenant who lives over the way. They lie close to the door.”

“哎呀，有一双套鞋，我肯定还活着！”说 守望者，从温柔的睡梦中醒来。 “他们无疑属于 住在路对面的中尉。他们躺在靠近门的地方。”

The worthy man was inclined to ring and deliver them at the house, for there was still a light in the window; but he did not like disturbing the other people in their beds, and so very considerately he left the matter alone.

这位可敬的人倾向于按铃并把他们送到家里，因为 窗户里还亮着灯；但他不喜欢打扰 其他人都在床上，所以他非常体贴地离开了 单独的事情。

“Such a pair of shoes must be very warm and comfortable,” said he; “the leather is so soft and supple.” They fitted his feet as though they had been made for him. “'Tis a curious world we live in,” continued he, soliloquizing. “There is the lieutenant, now, who might go quietly to bed if he chose, where no doubt he could stretch himself at his ease; but does he do it? No; he saunters up and down his room, because, probably, he has enjoyed too many of the good things of this world at his dinner. That's a happy fellow! He has neither an infirm mother, nor a whole troop of everlastingly hungry children to torment him. Every evening he goes to a party, where his nice supper costs him nothing: would to Heaven I could but change with him! How happy should I be!”

“这样一双鞋一定很暖和、很舒服。”他说； “那个 皮革非常柔软。”他们适合他的脚，就好像他们 是为他而做的。 “我们生活在一个奇怪的世界，”他继续说道， 自言自语。 “现在，中尉可能会悄悄地去 如果他愿意的话，可以躺在床上，毫无疑问，他可以在床上放松地舒展身体。 但他会这么做吗？不；他在房间里踱来踱去，因为， 或许，他已经享受了太多这个世界上的美好事物了。 他的晚餐。这真是一个幸福的家伙啊！他既没有体弱多病的母亲，也没有 一大群永远饥饿的孩子来折磨他。每个 晚上他去参加一个聚会，他的美味晚餐不花任何钱： 但愿我只能和他一起改变！我该多么高兴啊！”

While expressing his wish, the charm of the shoes, which he had put on, began to work; the watchman entered into the being and nature of the lieutenant. He stood in the handsomely furnished apartment, and held between his fingers a small sheet of rose-colored paper, on which some verses were written--written indeed by the officer himself; for who has not, at least once in his life, had a lyrical moment? And if one then marks down one's thoughts, poetry is produced. But here was written:

在表达自己的愿望的同时，他所穿上的鞋子的魅力， 开始工作；守望者进入了事物的存在和本质 中尉。他站在布置精美的公寓里，手握着 他的手指间夹着一小张玫瑰色的纸，上面写着一些 诗句是写的——确实是军官本人写的；对于谁有 他一生中至少有过一次抒情的时刻吗？如果有的话 记下思想，就产生诗。但这里写的是：

OH, WERE I RICH!

哦，我很有钱吗！

“Oh, were I rich! Such was my wish, yea such When hardly three feet high, I longed for much. Oh, were I rich! an officer were I, With sword, and uniform, and plume so high. And the time came, and officer was I! But yet I grew not rich. Alas, poor me! Have pity, Thou, who all man's wants dost see.

“哦，我要是有钱就好了！这就是我的愿望，是的，这样 当我还不到三英尺高时，我渴望很多。 哦，我是不是很有钱啊！我是一名军官， 带着剑，穿着制服，羽毛那么高。 时间到了，军官就是我！ 但我仍然没有变得富有。唉，可怜的我！ 怜悯吧，你，所有人类的愿望都没有看到。

“I sat one evening sunk in dreams of bliss, A maid of seven years old gave me a kiss, I at that time was rich in poesy And tales of old, though poor as poor could be; But all she asked for was this poesy. Then was I rich, but not in gold, poor me! As Thou dost know, who all men's hearts canst see.

“有一天晚上我坐在幸福的梦中， 七岁的女仆给了我一个吻， 那时的我，诗情画意丰富 还有古老的故事，尽管穷得可怜； 但她所要求的只是这首诗。 那时我很富有，但没有黄金，可怜的我！ 正如你所知道的，所有人的心都可以看到。

“Oh, were I rich! Oft asked I for this boon. The child grew up to womanhood full soon. She is so pretty, clever, and so kind Oh, did she know what's hidden in my mind-- A tale of old. Would she to me were kind! But I'm condemned to silence! oh, poor me! As Thou dost know, who all men's hearts canst see.

“哦，我是不是很有钱啊！人们经常向我要这个恩惠。 孩子很快就长大成人了。 她是如此美丽、聪明、如此善良 哦，她知道我心里藏着什么吗—— 一个古老的故事。但愿她对我好一点！ 但我注定要保持沉默！哦，可怜的我！ 正如你所知道的，所有人的心都可以看到。

“Oh, were I rich in calm and peace of mind, My grief you then would not here written find! O thou, to whom I do my heart devote, Oh read this page of glad days now remote, A dark, dark tale, which I tonight devote! Dark is the future now. Alas, poor me! Have pity Thou, who all men's pains dost see.”

“哦，如果我内心充满平静和安宁， 我的悲伤你就不会在这里写下找到！ 啊你，我的心奉献给你， 哦，读到这一页，快乐的日子现在已经遥远了， 一个黑暗的、黑暗的故事，我今晚奉献给它！ 黑暗就是现在的未来。唉，可怜的我！ 怜悯你吧，所有人的痛苦都看到了。”

Such verses as these people write when they are in love! But no man in his senses ever thinks of printing them. Here one of the sorrows of life, in which there is real poetry, gave itself vent; not that barren grief which the poet may only hint at, but never depict in its detail--misery and want: that animal necessity, in short, to snatch at least at a fallen leaf of the bread-fruit tree, if not at the fruit itself. The higher the position in which one finds oneself transplanted, the greater is the suffering. Everyday necessity is the stagnant pool of life--no lovely picture reflects itself therein. Lieutenant, love, and lack of money--that is a symbolic triangle, or much the same as the half of the shattered die of Fortune. This the lieutenant felt most poignantly, and this was the reason he leant his head against the window, and sighed so deeply.

这些人在恋爱时会写出这样的诗句！但没有男人 在他看来，他曾经想过将它们打印出来。这里的悲伤之一 生活，有真正的诗意，在其中得到宣泄；不是那个 诗人可能只暗示了贫瘠的悲伤，但从未在其诗中描述过 细节——痛苦和匮乏：简而言之，动物的必需品是抢夺 至少在面包果树的一片落叶上，如果不是在果实上 本身。一个人发现自己被移植到的位置越高， 痛苦就越大。日常必需品是一潭死水 生活——没有一幅可爱的图画能反映在其中。中尉、爱和 缺钱——这是一个象征性的三角形，或者与 一半的破碎者都死于命运之手。这是中尉感触最深的 令人心酸，这就是他把头靠在墙上的原因 窗外，深深地叹了口气。

“The poor watchman out there in the street is far happier than I. He knows not what I term privation. He has a home, a wife, and children, who weep with him over his sorrows, who rejoice with him when he is glad. Oh, far happier were I, could I exchange with him my being--with his desires and with his hopes perform the weary pilgrimage of life! Oh, he is a hundred times happier than I!”

“街上那个可怜的看守人比我快乐得多。他 不知道我所说的匮乏是什么。他有家，有妻子，有孩子， 他们因他的悲伤而与他一同哭泣，当他快乐时，他们与他一同喜乐 很高兴。哦，我更高兴了，我能和他交换我的存在吗—— 他的愿望和希望完成了疲惫的人生朝圣之旅！哦， 他比我幸福一百倍！”

In the same moment the watchman was again watchman. It was the shoes that caused the metamorphosis by means of which, unknown to himself, he took upon him the thoughts and feelings of the officer; but, as we have just seen, he felt himself in his new situation much less contented, and now preferred the very thing which but some minutes before he had rejected. So then the watchman was again watchman.

在同一时刻，守望者再次成为守望者。原来是鞋子 这导致了他自己不知道的变形，通过这种变形，他 他接受了军官的想法和感受；但是，正如我们所拥有的 刚刚看到，他觉得自己对新的处境不太满意， 现在他更喜欢那件事，就在几分钟前他已经有了 被拒绝了。所以看守人又是看守人。

“That was an unpleasant dream,” said he; “but 'twas droll enough altogether. I fancied that I was the lieutenant over there: and yet the thing was not very much to my taste after all. I missed my good old mother and the dear little ones; who almost tear me to pieces for sheer love.”

“那是一个不愉快的梦，”他说。 “但这已经够滑稽了 总共。我以为我是那边的中尉：然而 这东西毕竟不太合我的口味。我想念我的美好旧时光 妈妈和亲爱的孩子们；他们差点把我撕成碎片 爱。”

He seated himself once more and nodded: the dream continued to haunt him, for he still had the shoes on his feet. A falling star shone in the dark firmament.

他再次坐下，点点头：梦境继续萦绕在心头。 他，因为他脚上还穿着那双鞋。一颗流星在空中闪烁 黑暗的苍穹。

“There falls another star,” said he: “but what does it matter; there are always enough left. I should not much mind examining the little glimmering things somewhat nearer, especially the moon; for that would not slip so easily through a man's fingers. When we die--so at least says the student, for whom my wife does the washing--we shall fly about as light as a feather from one such a star to the other. That's, of course, not true: but 'twould be pretty enough if it were so. If I could but once take a leap up there, my body might stay here on the steps for what I care.”

“又一颗星星坠落了，”他说，“但这有什么关系呢；那里 总是有足够的剩余。我不应该太介意检查这个小东西 近处闪烁的物体，尤其是月亮；因为那样会 不会轻易从男人的手指间溜走。当我们死的时候——至少是这样 学生说，我的妻子为他洗衣服——我们将飞来飞去 从一颗这样的星星到另一颗星星就像羽毛一样轻。那就是，的 当然，这不是真的：但如果是这样就足够了。如果我可以 但一旦跳上那里，我的身体可能会在台阶上停留很长时间 我关心什么。”

Behold--there are certain things in the world to which one ought never to give utterance except with the greatest caution; but doubly careful must one be when we have the Shoes of Fortune on our feet. Now just listen to what happened to the watchman.

看吧——世界上有些事情是人们永远不应该做的 除非极其谨慎，否则不得发表言论；但要加倍小心 当我们脚上穿着幸运之鞋时，一定是这样。现在只是 听听看守人发生了什么事。

As to ourselves, we all know the speed produced by the employment of steam; we have experienced it either on railroads, or in boats when crossing the sea; but such a flight is like the travelling of a sloth in comparison with the velocity with which light moves. It flies nineteen million times faster than the best race-horse; and yet electricity is quicker still. Death is an electric shock which our heart receives; the freed soul soars upwards on the wings of electricity. The sun's light wants eight minutes and some seconds to perform a journey of more than twenty million of our Danish [*] miles; borne by electricity, the soul wants even some minutes less to accomplish the same flight. To it the space between the heavenly bodies is not greater than the distance between the homes of our friends in town is for us, even if they live a short way from each other; such an electric shock in the heart, however, costs us the use of the body here below; unless, like the watchman of East Street, we happen to have on the Shoes of Fortune.

就我们自己而言，我们都知道使用 蒸汽；我们在铁路上或在船上都经历过这种情况 渡海；但这样的飞行就像树懒的旅行 与光的移动速度进行比较。飞了十九 比最好的赛马快百万倍；然而电力是 还是更快。死亡是我们的心受到的电击；的 自由的灵魂乘着电的翅膀翱翔。太阳的光 需要八分零几秒来执行超过 两千万丹麦[*]英里；由电所承载，灵魂 甚至想要缩短几分钟来完成同样的飞行。对它来说 天体之间的空间不大于距离 我们在城里朋友的家之间是为了我们，即使他们住在一个 彼此距离很近；然而心中却有如触电一般， 我们需要使用下面的主体；除非，像守望者一样 东街，我们碰巧有福鞋。

A Danish mile is nearly 4 3/4 English.

* 丹麦英里大约相当于 4 3/4 英制。

In a few seconds the watchman had done the fifty-two thousand of our miles up to the moon, which, as everyone knows, was formed out of matter much lighter than our earth; and is, so we should say, as soft as newly-fallen snow. He found himself on one of the many circumjacent mountain-ridges with which we are acquainted by means of Dr. Madler's “Map of the Moon.” Within, down it sunk perpendicularly into a caldron, about a Danish mile in depth; while below lay a town, whose appearance we can, in some measure, realize to ourselves by beating the white of an egg in a glass of water. The matter of which it was built was just as soft, and formed similar towers, and domes, and pillars, transparent and rocking in the thin air; while above his head our earth was rolling like a large fiery ball.

几秒钟之内，看守人就完成了我们的五万二千人的任务。 距月球数英里，众所周知，月球是由 物质比我们的地球轻得多；我们应该说，是软的 就像刚落下的雪一样。他发现自己身处众多周边地区之一 我们通过马德勒博士的方法所熟悉的山脊 “月球地图。”在里面，它垂直地沉入大锅中， 深度约一丹麦英里；下面是一座城镇，其外观 在某种程度上，我们可以通过击败白色来认识到 一个鸡蛋放入一杯水中。它的建造问题正如 柔软，形成类似的塔楼、圆顶和柱子，透明且 在稀薄的空气中摇晃；而在他的头顶上，我们的地球像 一个巨大的火球。

He perceived immediately a quantity of beings who were certainly what we call “men”; yet they looked different to us. A far more correct imagination than that of the pseudo-Herschel* had created them; and if they had been placed in rank and file, and copied by some skilful painter's hand, one would, without doubt, have exclaimed involuntarily, “What a beautiful arabesque!”

他立即察觉到了许多人，他们确实是 我们称“男人”；但他们在我们看来却有所不同。更正确的 比伪赫歇尔*所创造的想象力还要强；和 如果它们被放置在普通档案中，并由一些熟练的人复制 毫无疑问，画家的手，人们会不由自主地感叹， “多么美丽的阿拉伯式花纹啊！”

*This relates to a book published some years ago in Germany, and said to be by Herschel, which contained a description of the moon and its inhabitants, written with such a semblance of truth that many were deceived by the imposture.

*这与几年前在德国出版的一本书有关，并说 赫歇尔的著作，其中包含对月球及其月球的描述 居民，写得如此假象真实，以至于许多人 被骗局所欺骗。

Probably a translation of the celebrated Moon hoax, written by Richard A. Locke, and originally published in New York.

可能是理查德撰写的著名的月球骗局的翻译 A. Locke，最初发表于纽约。

They had a language too; but surely nobody can expect that the soul of the watchman should understand it. Be that as it may, it did comprehend it; for in our souls there germinate far greater powers than we poor mortals, despite all our cleverness, have any notion of. Does she not show us--she the queen in the land of enchantment--her astounding dramatic talent in all our dreams? There every acquaintance appears and speaks upon the stage, so entirely in character, and with the same tone of voice, that none of us, when awake, were able to imitate it. How well can she recall persons to our mind, of whom we have not thought for years; when suddenly they step forth “every inch a man,” resembling the real personages, even to the finest features, and become the heroes or heroines of our world of dreams. In reality, such remembrances are rather unpleasant: every sin, every evil thought, may, like a clock with alarm or chimes, be repeated at pleasure; then the question is if we can trust ourselves to give an account of every unbecoming word in our heart and on our lips.

他们也有一种语言；但肯定没有人能指望 守望者应该明白这一点。无论如何，它确实理解了 它；因为在我们的灵魂中萌芽着比我们穷人更伟大的力量 凡人，尽管我们很聪明，但还是有任何概念。她有吗 不要向我们展示——她是魔法之地的女王——她令人震惊的 我们所有梦想中的戏剧天赋？那里每一个熟人都会出现 在舞台上讲话，完全符合性格，并且语气相同 声音，我们没有人在清醒时能够模仿它。如何 她很能把那些我们没有想到的人记在我们的脑海里 年；当他们突然向前迈出“完全是一个男人”时，就像 真实的人物，甚至是最优秀的特征，并成为英雄 或我们梦想世界的女主角。事实上，这样的回忆是 相当令人不快：每一种罪恶，每一种邪恶的思想，都可能像时钟一样 闹钟或铃声，可随意重复；那么问题是我们是否可以 相信我们自己能够记下心中每一个不恰当的话语 和我们的嘴唇。

The watchman's spirit understood the language of the inhabitants of the moon pretty well. The Selenites* disputed variously about our earth, and expressed their doubts if it could be inhabited: the air, they said, must certainly be too dense to allow any rational dweller in the moon the necessary free respiration. They considered the moon alone to be inhabited: they imagined it was the real heart of the universe or planetary system, on which the genuine Cosmopolites, or citizens of the world, dwelt. What strange things men--no, what strange things Selenites sometimes take into their heads!

守望者的灵魂能够理解当地居民的语言 月亮很好。亚硒酸盐*对我们的地球有不同的争论， 并对这里是否可以居住表示怀疑：空气，他们说， 肯定太稠密了，无法让任何理性的居民居住在月球上 必要的自由呼吸。他们认为只有月亮才能 有人居住：他们想象那是宇宙真正的中心或者 行星系统，在这个系统上，真正的世界公民或公民 世界，居住。人类真是奇怪的事情——不，亚硒酸盐是多么奇怪的事情 有时会进入他们的脑海！

Dwellers in the moon.

* 月球上的居民。

About politics they had a good deal to say. But little Denmark must take care what it is about, and not run counter to the moon; that great realm, that might in an ill-humor bestir itself, and dash down a hail-storm in our faces, or force the Baltic to overflow the sides of its gigantic basin.

关于政治，他们有很多话要说。但小丹麦必须 管好它的事，不要与月亮背道而驰；那个 伟大的境界，可能会在心情不好时自扰，并冲垮一个 冰雹袭击我们的脸，或者迫使波罗的海溢出 它巨大的盆地。

We will, therefore, not listen to what was spoken, and on no condition run in the possibility of telling tales out of school; but we will rather proceed, like good quiet citizens, to East Street, and observe what happened meanwhile to the body of the watchman.

因此，我们不会听取所说的话，并且在任何情况下都不会 尝试在校外讲故事的可能性；但我们会 相反，像安静的好公民一样，前往东街，观察 与此同时，看守人的尸体发生了什么事。

He sat lifeless on the steps: the morning-star,* that is to say, the heavy wooden staff, headed with iron spikes, and which had nothing else in common with its sparkling brother in the sky, had glided from his hand; while his eyes were fixed with glassy stare on the moon, looking for the good old fellow of a spirit which still haunted it.

他毫无生气地坐在台阶上：晨星*，也就是说， 沉重的木杖，头部有铁钉，除此之外什么也没有 与天空中闪闪发光的兄弟一样，从他的 手；他的眼睛呆滞地盯着月亮，看着 为了那个仍然萦绕在它心头的好心老伙计。

*The watchmen in Germany, had formerly, and in some places they still carry with them, on their rounds at night, a sort of mace or club, known in ancient times by the above denomination.

*德国的守望者以前有，在某些地方现在仍然有 晚上巡视时随身携带一种狼牙棒或棍棒，众所周知 古代按上述教派命名。

“What's the hour, watchman?” asked a passer-by. But when the watchman gave no reply, the merry roysterer, who was now returning home from a noisy drinking bout, took it into his head to try what a tweak of the nose would do, on which the supposed sleeper lost his balance, the body lay motionless, stretched out on the pavement: the man was dead. When the patrol came up, all his comrades, who comprehended nothing of the whole affair, were seized with a dreadful fright, for dead he was, and he remained so. The proper authorities were informed of the circumstance, people talked a good deal about it, and in the morning the body was carried to the hospital.

“值班员，现在几点了？”一位路人问道。但当看守人 快乐的罗伊斯特没有回答，他现在正从一场比赛回家。 吵吵闹闹的喝酒比赛，他脑子里想尝试一下如何调整 鼻子就可以了，在这个所谓的睡眠者失去平衡的情况下，身体 他一动不动地躺在人行道上：那人已经死了。当 巡逻队来了，他的所有战友都对这一切一无所知 整个事件让我感到一阵可怕的恐惧，因为他死了， 他仍然如此。有关当局已获悉此事 人们对此进行了很多讨论，早上 尸体被送往医院。

Now that would be a very pretty joke, if the spirit when it came back and looked for the body in East Street, were not to find one. No doubt it would, in its anxiety, run off to the police, and then to the “Hue and Cry” office, to announce that “the finder will be handsomely rewarded,” and at last away to the hospital; yet we may boldly assert that the soul is shrewdest when it shakes off every fetter, and every sort of leading-string--the body only makes it stupid.

现在这将是一个非常漂亮的笑话，如果精神回来的话 在东街寻找尸体，却没有找到。毫无疑问 它会在焦虑中跑向警察，然后跑向警察局。 “Hue and Cry”办公室宣布“发现者将获得丰厚的奖励” 奖励”，最后去了医院；但我们可以大胆断言 当灵魂摆脱一切束缚和一切时，它是最精明的 有点像引导绳——身体只会让它变得愚蠢。

The seemingly dead body of the watchman wandered, as we have said, to the hospital, where it was brought into the general viewing-room: and the first thing that was done here was naturally to pull off the galoshes--when the spirit, that was merely gone out on adventures, must have returned with the quickness of lightning to its earthly tenement. It took its direction towards the body in a straight line; and a few seconds after, life began to show itself in the man. He asserted that the preceding night had been the worst that ever the malice of fate had allotted him; he would not for two silver marks again go through what he had endured while moon-stricken; but now, however, it was over.

正如我们所说，守望者看似死去的尸体徘徊在 医院，它被带进普通观察室： 在这里做的第一件事自然是完成 套鞋——当仅仅出去冒险的精神必须 他们以闪电般的速度回到了尘世的住所。 它以一条直线向身体移动；和一些 几秒钟后，生命开始在男人身上显现出来。他断言 前一天晚上是命运的恶意所经历过的最糟糕的一夜 分配给他；为了两块银币，他不会再经历他所经历的事情了。 忍受着月光的折磨；但现在一切都结束了。

The same day he was discharged from the hospital as perfectly cured; but the Shoes meanwhile remained behind.

当天，他就完全康复出院了。但是 与此同时，鞋子仍然落后。

IV. A Moment of Head Importance--An Evening's “Dramatic Readings”--A Most Strange Journey

四．重要时刻——晚上的“戏剧读物”——A 最奇怪的旅程

Every inhabitant of Copenhagen knows, from personal inspection, how the entrance to Frederick's Hospital looks; but as it is possible that others, who are not Copenhagen people, may also read this little work, we will beforehand give a short description of it.

每个哥本哈根居民都知道，通过亲身观察， 弗雷德里克医院的入口看起来；但因为有可能 其他不是哥本哈根人的人也可以阅读这篇小作品， 我们将事先对其进行简短的描述。

The extensive building is separated from the street by a pretty high railing, the thick iron bars of which are so far apart, that in all seriousness, it is said, some very thin fellow had of a night occasionally squeezed himself through to go and pay his little visits in the town. The part of the body most difficult to manage on such occasions was, no doubt, the head; here, as is so often the case in the world, long-headed people get through best. So much, then, for the introduction.

这座宽阔的建筑与街道之间隔着相当高的一座建筑 栏杆，粗铁栏杆相距甚远， 说实话，据说，某个非常瘦弱的家伙度过了一个愉快的夜晚 偶尔挤出时间去拜访一下 在镇上。身体最难管理的部分 毫无疑问，场合是头。在这里，就像经常发生的情况一样 世界上，长脑袋的人过得最好。那么，对于 介绍。

One of the young men, whose head, in a physical sense only, might be said to be of the thickest, had the watch that evening. The rain poured down in torrents; yet despite these two obstacles, the young man was obliged to go out, if it were but for a quarter of an hour; and as to telling the door-keeper about it, that, he thought, was quite unnecessary, if, with a whole skin, he were able to slip through the railings. There, on the floor lay the galoshes, which the watchman had forgotten; he never dreamed for a moment that they were those of Fortune; and they promised to do him good service in the wet; so he put them on. The question now was, if he could squeeze himself through the grating, for he had never tried before. Well, there he stood.

其中一个年轻人，他的头，仅从物理意义上来说，可能是 据说是最厚的，当天晚上就有了手表。雨倾盆而下 急流而下；尽管有这两个障碍，这个年轻人还是 被迫出去，哪怕只有一刻钟；和作为 告诉守门人这件事，他认为，这是相当不错的。 没有必要，如果他能全身而退的话 栏杆。地板上放着套鞋，是看守人穿的。 已经忘记了；他从来没有想过他们是那些人 财富；他们答应在雨天为他提供良好的服务。所以他把 他们上。现在的问题是，他能否挤过这道坎？ 刺耳，因为他以前从未尝试过。嗯，他站在那里。

“Would to Heaven I had got my head through!” said he, involuntarily; and instantly through it slipped, easily and without pain, notwithstanding it was pretty large and thick. But now the rest of the body was to be got through!

“但愿我能头脑清醒！”他不由自主地说；和 立即滑过它，轻松且无痛，尽管如此 它又大又厚。但现在身体的其余部分是 通过了！

“Ah! I am much too stout,” groaned he aloud, while fixed as in a vice. “I had thought the head was the most difficult part of the matter--oh! oh! I really cannot squeeze myself through!”

“啊！我太粗壮了，”他大声呻吟道，同时像被虎钳固定住一样。 “我原以为头部是这件事中最困难的部分——哦！ 哦！我实在是挤不过去啊！”

He now wanted to pull his over-hasty head back again, but he could not. For his neck there was room enough, but for nothing more. His first feeling was of anger; his next that his temper fell to zero. The Shoes of Fortune had placed him in the most dreadful situation; and, unfortunately, it never occurred to him to wish himself free. The pitch-black clouds poured down their contents in still heavier torrents; not a creature was to be seen in the streets. To reach up to the bell was what he did not like; to cry aloud for help would have availed him little; besides, how ashamed would he have been to be found caught in a trap, like an outwitted fox! How was he to twist himself through! He saw clearly that it was his irrevocable destiny to remain a prisoner till dawn, or, perhaps, even late in the morning; then the smith must be fetched to file away the bars; but all that would not be done so quickly as he could think about it. The whole Charity School, just opposite, would be in motion; all the new booths, with their not very courtier-like swarm of seamen, would join them out of curiosity, and would greet him with a wild “hurrah!” while he was standing in his pillory: there would be a mob, a hissing, and rejoicing, and jeering, ten times worse than in the rows about the Jews some years ago--“Oh, my blood is mounting to my brain; 'tis enough to drive one mad! I shall go wild! I know not what to do. Oh! were I but loose; my dizziness would then cease; oh, were my head but loose!”

他现在很想把自己过于仓促的头再缩回来，但他做不到。 他的脖子有足够的空间，但仅此而已。他的第一个 感觉是愤怒；接下来他的脾气就降到了零。的 命运之鞋让他陷入了最可怕的境地。并且， 不幸的是，他从未想过希望自己获得自由。的 漆黑的云层以更猛烈的洪流倾泻而下。 街上看不到任何生物。到达钟声处 是他不喜欢的；大声呼救会对他有帮助 很少；此外，如果发现他被困在一个陷阱里，他会感到多么羞耻。 陷阱，就像一只智胜的狐狸！他怎么能把自己扭过来呢！他看到 显然，他不可挽回的命运就是成为一名囚犯，直到 黎明，或者，也许，甚至是凌晨；那么铁匠一定是 拿来锉掉金条；但这一切不会那么快完成 他能想到的。整个慈善学校，就在对面， 将处于运动状态；所有的新摊位，都不是很 一群朝臣般的海员，会出于好奇而加入他们， 会用狂野的“万岁！”来迎接他。当他站在他的 颈手枷：将会有暴民、嘶嘶声、欢呼声和嘲笑声， 比几年前有关犹太人的争吵还要糟糕十倍——“哦，天哪 血液正在涌向我的大脑；就足以让人发疯了！我要走了 狂野！我不知道该怎么办。哦！我只是松散吗？我的头晕会 然后停止；哦，我的头是不是松了！

You see he ought to have said that sooner; for the moment he expressed the wish his head was free; and cured of all his paroxysms of love, he hastened off to his room, where the pains consequent on the fright the Shoes had prepared for him, did not so soon take their leave.

你看，他应该早点说这句话；目前他表示 希望他的头能自由；并治愈了他所有的爱情发作，他 赶紧跑回自己的房间，在那里，恐惧所带来的痛苦 鞋子已经为他准备好了，并没有这么快就离开。

But you must not think that the affair is over now; it grows much worse.

但你千万别以为事情已经结束了；情况变得更糟。

The night passed, the next day also; but nobody came to fetch the Shoes.

一夜过去了，第二天也过去了；但没有人来取鞋子。

In the evening “Dramatic Readings” were to be given at the little theatre in King Street. The house was filled to suffocation; and among other pieces to be recited was a new poem by H. C. Andersen, called, My Aunt's Spectacles; the contents of which were pretty nearly as follows:

晚上，小剧场将进行“戏剧朗读”。 国王街的剧院。房子里挤满了人，令人窒息。以及其中 其他要背诵的作品是 H. C. 安徒生的一首新诗，名为《我的》 阿姨的眼镜；其内容几乎如下：

“A certain person had an aunt, who boasted of particular skill in fortune-telling with cards, and who was constantly being stormed by persons that wanted to have a peep into futurity. But she was full of mystery about her art, in which a certain pair of magic spectacles did her essential service. Her nephew, a merry boy, who was his aunt's darling, begged so long for these spectacles, that, at last, she lent him the treasure, after having informed him, with many exhortations, that in order to execute the interesting trick, he need only repair to some place where a great many persons were assembled; and then, from a higher position, whence he could overlook the crowd, pass the company in review before him through his spectacles. Immediately 'the inner man' of each individual would be displayed before him, like a game of cards, in which he unerringly might read what the future of every person presented was to be. Well pleased the little magician hastened away to prove the powers of the spectacles in the theatre; no place seeming to him more fitted for such a trial. He begged permission of the worthy audience, and set his spectacles on his nose. A motley phantasmagoria presents itself before him, which he describes in a few satirical touches, yet without expressing his opinion openly: he tells the people enough to set them all thinking and guessing; but in order to hurt nobody, he wraps his witty oracular judgments in a transparent veil, or rather in a lurid thundercloud, shooting forth bright sparks of wit, that they may fall in the powder-magazine of the expectant audience.”

“某人有一个姨妈，自夸有一身绝技。 打牌算命，不断被人围攻 那些想要窥探未来的人。但她却充满了 关于她的艺术之谜，其中有一副神奇的眼镜 做了她的基本服务。她的侄子，一个快乐的男孩，是他姨妈的 亲爱的，苦苦哀求这副眼镜，最后她借给了我 在告诉他宝藏并多次劝告之后， 为了执行这个有趣的把戏，他只需要修复 许多人聚集的地方；然后，从一个 更高的位置，他可以俯瞰人群，穿过公司 透过眼镜回顾眼前。立即成为“内在的人” 每个人都会像纸牌游戏一样展示在他面前 他可以准确无误地读到每个人的未来 是的。小魔术师很高兴，赶紧离开去证明 剧院中的眼镜的力量；他觉得没有什么地方比这更合适了 适合这样的试验。他请求尊敬的观众的许可， 并将眼镜架在鼻子上。呈现出千姿百态的幻境 他用一些讽刺的笔调描述了它本身，但 没有公开表达他的意见：他告诉人们足以设定 他们都在思考和猜测；但为了伤害任何人，他把 他的机智、神谕般的判断隐藏在透明的面纱中，或者更确切地说，隐藏在耸人听闻的面纱中。 雷雨云，射出明亮的智慧火花，使他们落入 期待观众的粉末杂志。”

The humorous poem was admirably recited, and the speaker much applauded. Among the audience was the young man of the hospital, who seemed to have forgotten his adventure of the preceding night. He had on the Shoes; for as yet no lawful owner had appeared to claim them; and besides it was so very dirty out-of-doors, they were just the thing for him, he thought.

这首幽默的诗朗诵得令人赞叹，演讲者报以热烈掌声。 观众中有一位医院的年轻人，他似乎 忘记了前一天晚上的冒险经历。他穿着这双鞋；为了 到目前为止，似乎还没有合法的所有者声称拥有这些物品；除此之外，事情就是这样 户外很脏，但它们正适合他，他想。

The beginning of the poem he praised with great generosity: he even found the idea original and effective. But that the end of it, like the Rhine, was very insignificant, proved, in his opinion, the author's want of invention; he was without genius, etc. This was an excellent opportunity to have said something clever.

诗的开头他极其慷慨地赞美道：他甚至 发现这个想法新颖且有效。但事情的结束，就像 莱茵河，是非常微不足道的，在他看来，证明了作者的 缺乏发明；他没有天才，等等。这是一个很好的 有机会说一些聪明的话。

Meanwhile he was haunted by the idea--he should like to possess such a pair of spectacles himself; then, perhaps, by using them circumspectly, one would be able to look into people's hearts, which, he thought, would be far more interesting than merely to see what was to happen next year; for that we should all know in proper time, but the other never.

与此同时，他却被一个想法所困扰——他应该想拥有这样一个 自己配了一副眼镜；然后，也许通过谨慎地使用它们， 一个人将能够洞察人们的内心，他认为这将 比仅仅看看明年会发生什么更有趣； 因为我们都应该在适当的时候知道这一点，但其他人却永远不会。

“I can now,” said he to himself, “fancy the whole row of ladies and gentlemen sitting there in the front row; if one could but see into their hearts--yes, that would be a revelation--a sort of bazar. In that lady yonder, so strangely dressed, I should find for certain a large milliner's shop; in that one the shop is empty, but it wants cleaning plain enough. But there would also be some good stately shops among them. Alas!” sighed he, “I know one in which all is stately; but there sits already a spruce young shopman, which is the only thing that's amiss in the whole shop. All would be splendidly decked out, and we should hear, 'Walk in, gentlemen, pray walk in; here you will find all you please to want.' Ah! I wish to Heaven I could walk in and take a trip right through the hearts of those present!”

“我现在可以了，”他自言自语道，“想象一下整排的女士们和 坐在前排的先生们；如果有人能看到 他们的心——是的，这将是一个启示——一种集市。在那 那边的女士，穿着如此奇怪，我肯定会找到一个大 女帽店；那里的商店是空的，但需要清洁 够简单的。但其中也会有一些不错的富丽堂皇的商店 他们。唉！他叹了口气，“我知道其中一切都很庄严；但是那里 已经坐着一位仪表堂堂的年轻店主，这是唯一的东西 整个店都出了问题。一切都会被装扮得很华丽，而我们 应该听到，‘请进来，先生们，请进来；’在这里你会找到所有 请你想要。啊！我希望我能走进天堂并采取行动 直击在场者的心！”

And behold! to the Shoes of Fortune this was the cue; the whole man shrunk together and a most uncommon journey through the hearts of the front row of spectators, now began. The first heart through which he came, was that of a middle-aged lady, but he instantly fancied himself in the room of the “Institution for the cure of the crooked and deformed,” where casts of mis-shapen limbs are displayed in naked reality on the wall. Yet there was this difference, in the institution the casts were taken at the entry of the patient; but here they were retained and guarded in the heart while the sound persons went away. They were, namely, casts of female friends, whose bodily or mental deformities were here most faithfully preserved.

看哪！对于命运之鞋来说，这是一个暗示；整个人 缩小在一起，在人们的心中进行一次最不寻常的旅程 前排观众，现在开始。他穿过的第一颗心 来了，是一位中年女士，但他立刻就幻想了自己 在“治疗弯曲和扭曲机构”的房间里 变形”，畸形肢体的模型以裸体展示 墙上的现实。然而在制度上却存在这样的差异 石膏是在病人进入时进行的；但他们在这里 当健全的人离开时，保留并守护在心中。 也就是说，她们是女性朋友的演员，她们的身体或精神 这里的畸形被最忠实地保存下来。

With the snake-like writhings of an idea he glided into another female heart; but this seemed to him like a large holy fane. [*] The white dove of innocence fluttered over the altar. How gladly would he have sunk upon his knees; but he must away to the next heart; yet he still heard the pealing tones of the organ, and he himself seemed to have become a newer and a better man; he felt unworthy to tread the neighboring sanctuary which a poor garret, with a sick bed-rid mother, revealed. But God's warm sun streamed through the open window; lovely roses nodded from the wooden flower-boxes on the roof, and two sky-blue birds sang rejoicingly, while the sick mother implored God's richest blessings on her pious daughter.

带着蛇般的想法，他滑入了另一个女人的体内。 心；但在他看来，这就像一座巨大的圣殿。 [*] 白鸽 天真在祭坛上空飘扬。他多么乐意沉溺于 他的膝盖；但他必须前往下一颗心；但他仍然听到 管风琴的声音震耳欲聋，而他自己似乎也变成了一个更新的人。 和一个更好的人；他觉得不值得踏入邻近的庇护所 这是一间简陋的阁楼，里面有一位卧病在床的母亲。但上帝的 温暖的阳光从敞开的窗户照射进来；可爱的玫瑰点头 屋顶上的木制花箱，两只天蓝色的小鸟在歌唱 生病的母亲欣喜地祈求上帝赐予她最丰富的祝福 她虔诚的女儿。

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* 寺庙

He now crept on hands and feet through a butcher's shop; at least on every side, and above and below, there was nought but flesh. It was the heart of a most respectable rich man, whose name is certain to be found in the Directory.

现在他手脚并用地爬过一家肉店。至少在 每一面、上面和下面，除了血肉什么也没有。这是 一颗最受尊敬的富人的心，他的名字一定会被发现 在目录中。

He was now in the heart of the wife of this worthy gentleman. It was an old, dilapidated, mouldering dovecot. The husband's portrait was used as a weather-cock, which was connected in some way or other with the doors, and so they opened and shut of their own accord, whenever the stern old husband turned round.

他现在已经在这位可敬的绅士的妻子的心里了。这是一个 老旧、破旧、腐烂的鸽舍。丈夫的肖像被用作 风向标，以某种方式与门相连， 因此，每当严厉的老 丈夫转过身来。

Hereupon he wandered into a boudoir formed entirely of mirrors, like the one in Castle Rosenburg; but here the glasses magnified to an astonishing degree. On the floor, in the middle of the room, sat, like a Dalai-Lama, the insignificant “Self” of the person, quite confounded at his own greatness. He then imagined he had got into a needle-case full of pointed needles of every size.

于是他走进了一个完全由镜子组成的闺房，就像 罗森堡城堡里的那个；但这里眼镜放大到 程度惊人。坐在房间中央的地板上，就像一个 达赖喇嘛，这个微不足道的“自我”，对 他自己的伟大。然后他想象自己掉进了一个装满针的盒子里。 各种尺寸的尖针。

“This is certainly the heart of an old maid,” thought he. But he was mistaken. It was the heart of a young military man; a man, as people said, of talent and feeling.

“这确实是一位老处女的心。”他想。但他是 错了。这是一颗年轻军人的心；一个人，作为人 说的是才华和情怀。

In the greatest perplexity, he now came out of the last heart in the row; he was unable to put his thoughts in order, and fancied that his too lively imagination had run away with him.

在最大的困惑中，他现在从最后一颗心中走出来。 行；他无法理清自己的思绪，并认为他的 过于活跃的想象力已经把他带走了。

“Good Heavens!” sighed he. “I have surely a disposition to madness--'tis dreadfully hot here; my blood boils in my veins and my head is burning like a coal.” And he now remembered the important event of the evening before, how his head had got jammed in between the iron railings of the hospital. “That's what it is, no doubt,” said he. “I must do something in time: under such circumstances a Russian bath might do me good. I only wish I were already on the upper bank.” [*]

“天哪！”他叹了口气。 “我确实有疯狂的倾向——这是 这里热得要命；我的血液在我的血管里沸腾，我的头在燃烧 像煤炭一样。”他现在想起了晚上的重要事件 以前，他的头是如何卡在铁栏杆之间的 医院。 “毫无疑问，就是这样，”他说。 “我必须做点什么 及时：在这种情况下，俄罗斯浴可能对我有好处。我 只希望我已经在上游银行了。” [*]

*In these Russian (vapor) baths the person extends himself on a bank or form, and as he gets accustomed to the heat, moves to another higher up towards the ceiling, where, of course, the vapor is warmest. In this manner he ascends gradually to the highest.

*在这些俄罗斯（蒸汽）浴中，人伸展自己 在银行或表格上，当他习惯了炎热时， 移动到另一个更高的天花板，在那里， 当然，蒸气是最热的。他以这种方式上升 逐渐达到最高。

And so there he lay on the uppermost bank in the vapor-bath; but with all his clothes on, in his boots and galoshes, while the hot drops fell scalding from the ceiling on his face.

就这样，他躺在蒸气浴的最上面的岸上。但与 他穿着所有的衣服，穿着靴子和套鞋，而热滴落下来 脸上被天花板烫伤了。

“Holloa!” cried he, leaping down. The bathing attendant, on his side, uttered a loud cry of astonishment when he beheld in the bath, a man completely dressed.

“喂！”他喊道，跳了下来。沐浴服务员在他身边， 当他看到浴室里有一个男人时，他惊讶地大叫一声 完全穿戴整齐。

The other, however, retained sufficient presence of mind to whisper to him, “'Tis a bet, and I have won it!” But the first thing he did as soon as he got home, was to have a large blister put on his chest and back to draw out his madness.

然而，另一个人却保持着足够的冷静，对他低声耳语。 他：“这是一个赌注，我赢了！”但他做的第一件事就是 当他回到家时，他的胸部和背部都出现了一个大水泡 引出他的疯狂。

The next morning he had a sore chest and a bleeding back; and, excepting the fright, that was all that he had gained by the Shoes of Fortune.

第二天早上，他感到胸部疼痛，背部流血。并且，除了 恐惧，这就是命运之鞋给他带来的一切。

V. Metamorphosis of the Copying-Clerk

五、抄写员的变态

The watchman, whom we have certainly not forgotten, thought meanwhile of the galoshes he had found and taken with him to the hospital; he now went to fetch them; and as neither the lieutenant, nor anybody else in the street, claimed them as his property, they were delivered over to the police-office.*

我们当然没有忘记的守望者同时想 他找到并带到医院的套鞋；他现在 去接他们；无论是中尉还是其他任何人 街上，声称它们是他的财产，它们被交付给 警察局。*

*As on the continent, in all law and police practices nothing is verbal, but any circumstance, however trifling, is reduced to writing, the labor, as well as the number of papers that thus accumulate, is enormous. In a police-office, consequently, we find copying-clerks among many other scribes of various denominations, of which, it seems, our hero was one.

*与非洲大陆一样，在所有法律和警察实践中，没有什么是口头的， 但任何情况，无论多么微不足道，都会被简化为写作， 劳动力以及由此积累的论文数量是 巨大的。因此，在警察局里，我们发现复印员是 许多其他不同教派的文士，其中我们的 英雄就是其中之一。

“Why, I declare the Shoes look just like my own,” said one of the clerks, eying the newly-found treasure, whose hidden powers, even he, sharp as he was, was not able to discover. “One must have more than the eye of a shoemaker to know one pair from the other,” said he, soliloquizing; and putting, at the same time, the galoshes in search of an owner, beside his own in the corner.

“为什么，我宣称这双鞋看起来就像我自己的，”其中一位说道 职员们，看着新发现的宝藏，其隐藏的力量，甚至他， 尽管他很敏锐，却无法发现。 “一个人必须拥有超过 鞋匠的眼睛可以区分一双鞋，”他说， 自言自语；同时穿上套鞋寻找 一个主人，就在角落里他自己的旁边。

“Here, sir!” said one of the men, who panting brought him a tremendous pile of papers.

“这里，先生！”其中一名男子气喘吁吁地说道，给他带来了巨大的冲击力。 一堆文件。

The copying-clerk turned round and spoke awhile with the man about the reports and legal documents in question; but when he had finished, and his eye fell again on the Shoes, he was unable to say whether those to the left or those to the right belonged to him. “At all events it must be those which are wet,” thought he; but this time, in spite of his cleverness, he guessed quite wrong, for it was just those of Fortune which played as it were into his hands, or rather on his feet. And why, I should like to know, are the police never to be wrong? So he put them on quickly, stuck his papers in his pocket, and took besides a few under his arm, intending to look them through at home to make the necessary notes. It was noon; and the weather, that had threatened rain, began to clear up, while gaily dressed holiday folks filled the streets. “A little trip to Fredericksburg would do me no great harm,” thought he; “for I, poor beast of burden that I am, have so much to annoy me, that I don't know what a good appetite is. 'Tis a bitter crust, alas! at which I am condemned to gnaw!”

复印员转过身来，和那人聊了一会儿关于这件事的事。 有关报告和法律文件；但当他完成后， 他的目光又落在了那双鞋子上，他无法说那些是否能 左边或右边的都是他的。 “无论如何，它必须 是那些湿的，”他想。但这一次，尽管他 聪明，他猜错了，因为这只是命运的安排 这可以说是在他的手中，或者更确切地说是在他的脚上。为什么， 我想知道，警察就不会犯错吗？所以他把它们 很快，他把文件塞进口袋里，又拿了几张 他的手臂，打算在家里仔细检查它们，以做出必要的准备 笔记。当时是中午。原本可能会下雨的天气开始了 清理干净时，街道上挤满了穿着华丽的节日人们。 “一个 “弗雷德里克斯堡的小旅行不会对我造成太大伤害，”他想。 “因为我，可怜的驮兽，有太多事情让我烦恼，所以我 不知道什么叫胃口好。这是一块苦涩的外壳，唉！在哪 我注定要啃咬！”

Nobody could be more steady or quiet than this young man; we therefore wish him joy of the excursion with all our heart; and it will certainly be beneficial for a person who leads so sedentary a life. In the park he met a friend, one of our young poets, who told him that the following day he should set out on his long-intended tour.

没有人比这个年轻人更沉稳、更安静。因此我们 衷心祝愿他旅途愉快；肯定会 对于久坐生活的人来说是有益的。在公园里 他遇到了一位朋友，我们的一位年轻诗人，他告诉他以下内容 有一天，他应该开始他期待已久的旅行。

“So you are going away again!” said the clerk. “You are a very free and happy being; we others are chained by the leg and held fast to our desk.”

“所以你又要走了！”店员说。 “你是一个非常自由的人 和快乐的存在；我们其他人都被腿拴着，紧紧抓住我们的 办公桌。”

“Yes; but it is a chain, friend, which ensures you the blessed bread of existence,” answered the poet. “You need feel no care for the coming morrow: when you are old, you receive a pension.”

“是的；但这是一条链条，朋友，它可以确保你得到神圣的面包 存在，”诗人回答道。 “你不需要对即将到来的事情感到不关心 明天：当你老了，你会收到养老金。”

“True,” said the clerk, shrugging his shoulders; “and yet you are the better off. To sit at one's ease and poetise--that is a pleasure; everybody has something agreeable to say to you, and you are always your own master. No, friend, you should but try what it is to sit from one year's end to the other occupied with and judging the most trivial matters.”

“确实如此，”店员耸耸肩说道。 “但你还是 情况越好。闲坐而诗，是一种享受； 每个人都有一些好话要对你说，而你永远是你的 自己的主人。不，朋友，你应该尝试一下坐在一个座位上是什么感觉 年末的另一半被最琐碎的事情占据和评判 很重要。”

The poet shook his head, the copying-clerk did the same. Each one kept to his own opinion, and so they separated.

诗人摇摇头，抄写员也摇了摇头。每一件都保留着 按照他自己的意见，所以他们分开了。

“It's a strange race, those poets!” said the clerk, who was very fond of soliloquizing. “I should like some day, just for a trial, to take such nature upon me, and be a poet myself; I am very sure I should make no such miserable verses as the others. Today, methinks, is a most delicious day for a poet. Nature seems anew to celebrate her awakening into life. The air is so unusually clear, the clouds sail on so buoyantly, and from the green herbage a fragrance is exhaled that fills me with delight. For many a year have I not felt as at this moment.”

“那些诗人，这是一个奇怪的种族！”店员说，他非常喜欢 自言自语。 “我希望有一天，只是为了尝试，采取这样的 自然降临在我身上，我自己也能成为一名诗人；我非常确定我应该做 没有其他诗句那么悲惨。我认为今天是最 对于诗人来说美好的一天。大自然似乎焕然一新，庆祝她的觉醒 融入生活。空气异常清澈，云朵飘扬 轻快地，从绿色的草丛中散发出一种芳香，充满了 我高兴极了。多年来，我从未有过此时此刻的感觉。”

We see already, by the foregoing effusion, that he is become a poet; to give further proof of it, however, would in most cases be insipid, for it is a most foolish notion to fancy a poet different from other men. Among the latter there may be far more poetical natures than many an acknowledged poet, when examined more closely, could boast of; the difference only is, that the poet possesses a better mental memory, on which account he is able to retain the feeling and the thought till they can be embodied by means of words; a faculty which the others do not possess. But the transition from a commonplace nature to one that is richly endowed, demands always a more or less breakneck leap over a certain abyss which yawns threateningly below; and thus must the sudden change with the clerk strike the reader.

通过前面的倾注，我们已经看到他成为了一位诗人。到 然而，在大多数情况下，进一步证明这一点是乏味的，因为 迷恋一位与其他人不同的诗人是最愚蠢的想法。 后者的诗意性质可能比许多其他的 如果仔细观察的话，公认的诗人可以夸耀；的 唯一不同的是，诗人拥有更好的心理记忆， 他能够保留这种感觉和想法，直到它们 可以通过文字来体现；其他人没有的能力 拥有。但从普通性质到特殊性质的转变 拥有丰富的天赋，总是需要或多或少的飞跃 下面有一个威胁性地张开的深渊；因此必须突然 随店员的变化敲击读者。

“The sweet air!” continued he of the police-office, in his dreamy imaginings; “how it reminds me of the violets in the garden of my aunt Magdalena! Yes, then I was a little wild boy, who did not go to school very regularly. O heavens! 'tis a long time since I have thought on those times. The good old soul! She lived behind the Exchange. She always had a few twigs or green shoots in water--let the winter rage without as it might. The violets exhaled their sweet breath, whilst I pressed against the windowpanes covered with fantastic frost-work the copper coin I had heated on the stove, and so made peep-holes. What splendid vistas were then opened to my view! What change--what magnificence! Yonder in the canal lay the ships frozen up, and deserted by their whole crews, with a screaming crow for the sole occupant. But when the spring, with a gentle stirring motion, announced her arrival, a new and busy life arose; with songs and hurrahs the ice was sawn asunder, the ships were fresh tarred and rigged, that they might sail away to distant lands. But I have remained here--must always remain here, sitting at my desk in the office, and patiently see other people fetch their passports to go abroad. Such is my fate! Alas!”--sighed he, and was again silent. “Great Heaven! What is come to me! Never have I thought or felt like this before! It must be the summer air that affects me with feelings almost as disquieting as they are refreshing.”

“甜蜜的空气！”警察局的他在梦中继续说道 想象； “它让我想起了我姨妈花园里的紫罗兰 玛格达莱娜！是的，那时候我就是一个没上过学的小野孩子 非常有规律地。天啊！我已经很久没有考虑过 那些时候。善良的老灵魂！她住在交易所后面。她 水中总是有一些树枝或绿芽——让冬天肆虐 没有可能。紫罗兰吐出甜蜜的气息，而我 压在覆盖着奇妙霜饰的窗玻璃上 我在炉子上加热了铜币，所以做了窥视孔。 那时，我的眼前呈现出多么壮丽的景色啊！什么变化——什么 太棒了！运河那边停泊着被冰冻、废弃的船只 由他们的全体船员组成，只有一只尖叫的乌鸦代表唯一的乘客。但是 当春天以温柔激动的动作宣告她的到来， 忙碌的新生活开始了；随着歌声和欢呼声，冰被锯开了 散开后，船只刚刚涂上柏油并装好装备，以便它们可以航行 去遥远的地方。但我一直留在这里——必须永远留在这里 在这里，坐在办公室的办公桌前，耐心地看看其他人 拿他们的护照出国。这就是我的命运！唉！”——他叹了口气， 又沉默了。 “伟大的天堂！我发生了什么！我从来没有 以前有过这样的想法或感觉！一定是夏天的空气影响了 我的感觉几乎既令人不安又令人耳目一新。”

He felt in his pocket for the papers. “These police-reports will soon stem the torrent of my ideas, and effectually hinder any rebellious overflowing of the time-worn banks of official duties”; he said to himself consolingly, while his eye ran over the first page. “DAME TIGBRITH, tragedy in five acts.” “What is that? And yet it is undeniably my own handwriting. Have I written the tragedy? Wonderful, very wonderful!--And this--what have I here? 'INTRIGUE ON THE RAMPARTS; or THE DAY OF REPENTANCE: vaudeville with new songs to the most favorite airs.' The deuce! Where did I get all this rubbish? Some one must have slipped it slyly into my pocket for a joke. There is too a letter to me; a crumpled letter and the seal broken.”

他在口袋里摸索文件。 “这些警方报告很快就会 阻止我的思想洪流，有效地阻止任何叛逆 陈旧的公务银行已经溢出”；他说 他一边安慰自己，一边目光扫过第一页。 “达姆 泰格布里斯，五幕悲剧。” “那是什么？但不可否认的是 我自己的笔迹。悲剧是我写的吗？精彩，非常 太棒了！——还有——我在这里有什么？ “城墙上的阴谋；或 忏悔日：歌舞杂耍与最受欢迎的新歌 空气。平局！我从哪里得到这么多垃圾？一定有人有 偷偷地把它塞进口袋里开玩笑。还有一封信给我； 一封皱巴巴的信，封条也破了。”

Yes; it was not a very polite epistle from the manager of a theatre, in which both pieces were flatly refused.

是的;这不是一封很有礼貌的信，来自一家剧院的经理。 这两件作品都被断然拒绝。

“Hem! hem!” said the clerk breathlessly, and quite exhausted he seated himself on a bank. His thoughts were so elastic, his heart so tender; and involuntarily he picked one of the nearest flowers. It is a simple daisy, just bursting out of the bud. What the botanist tells us after a number of imperfect lectures, the flower proclaimed in a minute. It related the mythus of its birth, told of the power of the sun-light that spread out its delicate leaves, and forced them to impregnate the air with their incense--and then he thought of the manifold struggles of life, which in like manner awaken the budding flowers of feeling in our bosom. Light and air contend with chivalric emulation for the love of the fair flower that bestowed her chief favors on the latter; full of longing she turned towards the light, and as soon as it vanished, rolled her tender leaves together and slept in the embraces of the air. “It is the light which adorns me,” said the flower.

“哼！哼！”店员气喘吁吁地说，他筋疲力尽地坐下了。 自己在银行。他的思想是那么有弹性，他的心是那么温柔； 他不由自主地摘下了最近的一朵花。这是一个简单的 雏菊，刚刚破茧而出。植物学家告诉我们的话 一些不完美的讲座，花一分钟就宣布了。它 讲述了它诞生的神话，讲述了阳光的力量 展开它娇嫩的叶子，迫使它们浸透空气 带着他们的香——然后他想到了 生命，同样唤醒我们心中含苞待放的情感之花 怀里。光与空气为了爱而争斗 那朵美丽的花给了后者最大的恩惠；充满 她渴望地转向光，光一消失，她就滚了下去 她柔嫩的叶子一起睡在空气的怀抱里。 “这是 装饰我的光，”花说。

“But 'tis the air which enables thee to breathe,” said the poet's voice.

“但空气能让你呼吸，”诗人的声音说道。

Close by stood a boy who dashed his stick into a wet ditch. The drops of water splashed up to the green leafy roof, and the clerk thought of the million of ephemera which in a single drop were thrown up to a height, that was as great doubtless for their size, as for us if we were to be hurled above the clouds. While he thought of this and of the whole metamorphosis he had undergone, he smiled and said, “I sleep and dream; but it is wonderful how one can dream so naturally, and know besides so exactly that it is but a dream. If only to-morrow on awaking, I could again call all to mind so vividly! I seem in unusually good spirits; my perception of things is clear, I feel as light and cheerful as though I were in heaven; but I know for a certainty, that if to-morrow a dim remembrance of it should swim before my mind, it will then seem nothing but stupid nonsense, as I have often experienced already--especially before I enlisted under the banner of the police, for that dispels like a whirlwind all the visions of an unfettered imagination. All we hear or say in a dream that is fair and beautiful is like the gold of the subterranean spirits; it is rich and splendid when it is given us, but viewed by daylight we find only withered leaves. Alas!” he sighed quite sorrowful, and gazed at the chirping birds that hopped contentedly from branch to branch, “they are much better off than I! To fly must be a heavenly art; and happy do I prize that creature in which it is innate. Yes! Could I exchange my nature with any other creature, I fain would be such a happy little lark!”

附近站着一个男孩，他把棍子扔进了一条湿漉漉的沟里。的滴 水溅到绿叶屋顶上，店员想到了 数以百万计的蜉蝣一滴就被抛到了很高的高度， 毫无疑问，这对于他们的体型来说同样巨大，对于我们来说，如果我们要这样做的话 被抛到云端之上。当他想到这件事以及整个事情时 他经历了一次蜕变，他微笑着说道：“我睡觉做梦； 但令人惊奇的是，一个人能够如此自然地做梦，并且知道除此之外 确切地说，这只是一个梦。要是明天醒来我就能 再次历历在目！我看起来精神异常好；我的 对事物的认知清晰，感觉轻松愉快 我在天堂；但我确信，如果明天天气昏暗 对它的记忆应该浮现在我的脑海中，然后它就显得什么都不是了 但愚蠢的废话，正如我经常经历过的那样——尤其是 在我打着警察的旗号入伍之前，因为这消除了像 一阵旋风，所有的景象都不受束缚的想象力。我们所听到的一切 或者说，在一个美丽的梦中，就像金子一样。 地下的灵魂；当它被给予我们时，它是丰富而辉煌的，但是 在白天观察，我们只发现枯萎的叶子。唉！他叹了口气 悲伤地看着那些叽叽喳喳的鸟儿，心满意足地跳跃着 树枝到树枝，“他们比我好多了！飞翔必须是一个 天上的艺术；我很高兴珍惜与生俱来的生物。 是的！我可以与任何其他生物交换我的本性吗？我很乐意 真是一只快乐的小百灵鸟啊！”

He had hardly uttered these hasty words when the skirts and sleeves of his coat folded themselves together into wings; the clothes became feathers, and the galoshes claws. He observed it perfectly, and laughed in his heart. “Now then, there is no doubt that I am dreaming; but I never before was aware of such mad freaks as these.” And up he flew into the green roof and sang; but in the song there was no poetry, for the spirit of the poet was gone. The Shoes, as is the case with anybody who does what he has to do properly, could only attend to one thing at a time. He wanted to be a poet, and he was one; he now wished to be a merry chirping bird: but when he was metamorphosed into one, the former peculiarities ceased immediately. “It is really pleasant enough,” said he: “the whole day long I sit in the office amid the driest law-papers, and at night I fly in my dream as a lark in the gardens of Fredericksburg; one might really write a very pretty comedy upon it.” He now fluttered down into the grass, turned his head gracefully on every side, and with his bill pecked the pliant blades of grass, which, in comparison to his present size, seemed as majestic as the palm-branches of northern Africa.

他这句仓促的话还没说完，裙子和袖子就被拍断了。 他外套的一部分折叠起来，变成了翅膀；衣服变成了 羽毛和套鞋的爪子。他观察得很清楚，然后笑了 在他心里。 “那么，毫无疑问我是在做梦；但是我 以前从来没有意识到有这样的疯狂怪物。”然后他飞了起来 屋顶绿化，歌唱；但这首歌里没有诗，因为 诗人的精神消失了。鞋子，就像任何人的情况一样 正确地做他必须做的事，一次只能做一件事 时间。他想成为一名诗人，他也确实是一名诗人。他现在希望成为一名 快乐的鸣叫鸟：但当他变成一只鸟时，前者 特性立即停止。 “这真是够令人愉快的，”说 他：“我整天坐在办公室里，在最干燥的天气里 法律文件，晚上我像百灵鸟一样在梦中飞翔 弗雷德里克斯堡；人们真的可以用它写出一部非常漂亮的喜剧。”他 现在扑通扑通地落到草地上，优雅地转过头来看着每一个 一边，用嘴啄着柔韧的草叶， 与现在的身材相比，显得像棕榈枝一样雄伟 北非的。

Unfortunately the pleasure lasted but a moment. Presently black night overshadowed our enthusiast, who had so entirely missed his part of copying-clerk at a police-office; some vast object seemed to be thrown over him. It was a large oil-skin cap, which a sailor-boy of the quay had thrown over the struggling bird; a coarse hand sought its way carefully in under the broad rim, and seized the clerk over the back and wings. In the first moment of fear, he called, indeed, as loud as he could--“You impudent little blackguard! I am a copying-clerk at the police-office; and you know you cannot insult any belonging to the constabulary force without a chastisement. Besides, you good-for-nothing rascal, it is strictly forbidden to catch birds in the royal gardens of Fredericksburg; but your blue uniform betrays where you come from.” This fine tirade sounded, however, to the ungodly sailor-boy like a mere “Pippi-pi.” He gave the noisy bird a knock on his beak, and walked on.

不幸的是，这种快乐只持续了片刻。此刻黑夜 掩盖了我们的狂热者，他完全错过了他的部分 警察局复印员；似乎有一些巨大的物体被抛出 在他之上。那是一顶大油皮帽，是码头上的一个水手戴的。 已经把那只挣扎的鸟扔了过去；粗鲁的手寻找出路 小心翼翼地伸进宽边，抓住店员的后背 和翅膀。在恐惧的第一刻，他确实大声叫了起来 他可以——“你这个无礼的小流氓！我是一家复印店的复印员。” 警察局；你知道你不能侮辱任何属于 没有受到惩罚的警察部队。再说你这个没出息的人 流氓，皇家花园里严禁抓鸟 弗雷德里克斯堡；但你的蓝色制服暴露了你来自哪里。” 然而，对于这个不敬虔的水手男孩来说，这段精彩的长篇大论听起来只不过是一句废话。 “皮皮皮。”他敲了一下那只吵闹的鸟的嘴，然后继续走。

He was soon met by two schoolboys of the upper class--that is to say as individuals, for with regard to learning they were in the lowest class in the school; and they bought the stupid bird. So the copying-clerk came to Copenhagen as guest, or rather as prisoner in a family living in Gother Street.

很快他就遇到了两个上层阶级的男生——也就是说， 个人，因为就学习而言，他们处于最低阶层 在学校；他们买了那只愚蠢的鸟。所以复印员 作为客人来到哥本哈根，或者更确切地说，作为居住在一个家庭中的囚犯 歌瑟街。

“'Tis well that I'm dreaming,” said the clerk, “or I really should get angry. First I was a poet; now sold for a few pence as a lark; no doubt it was that accursed poetical nature which has metamorphosed me into such a poor harmless little creature. It is really pitiable, particularly when one gets into the hands of a little blackguard, perfect in all sorts of cruelty to animals: all I should like to know is, how the story will end.”

“幸好我是在做梦，”店员说，“不然我真的应该得到 生气。首先我是一名诗人；现在只卖几便士作为玩笑；毫无疑问 正是那该死的诗性使我变了样 变成这样一个可怜无害的小生物。实在是太可怜了 尤其是当一个人落入一个小流氓手中时 完美地应对各种虐待动物的行为：我想知道的一切 就是，故事将如何结束。”

The two schoolboys, the proprietors now of the transformed clerk, carried him into an elegant room. A stout stately dame received them with a smile; but she expressed much dissatisfaction that a common field-bird, as she called the lark, should appear in such high society. For to-day, however, she would allow it; and they must shut him in the empty cage that was standing in the window. “Perhaps he will amuse my good Polly,” added the lady, looking with a benignant smile at a large green parrot that swung himself backwards and forwards most comfortably in his ring, inside a magnificent brass-wired cage. “To-day is Polly's birthday,” said she with stupid simplicity: “and the little brown field-bird must wish him joy.”

两个男学生，现在是变身职员的老板， 带着他走进一间雅致的房间。一位身材魁梧、庄严的女士接待了他们 带着微笑；但她对这种普遍现象表示非常不满 野鸟，她称之为云雀，应该出现在这样的上流社会。 然而今天，她会允许这样做。他们必须把他关在 窗外立着一个空笼子。 “也许他会逗我开心 好波莉，”那位女士补充道，带着慈祥的微笑看着一大群人。 最舒服地前后摆动的绿鹦鹉 在他的戒指里，在一个华丽的铜丝笼子里。 “今天是波莉的 生日，”她愚蠢地简单地说：“还有那个小棕色的 田野鸟一定祝他快乐。”

Mr. Polly uttered not a syllable in reply, but swung to and fro with dignified condescension; while a pretty canary, as yellow as gold, that had lately been brought from his sunny fragrant home, began to sing aloud.

波利先生没有发出一个音节来回答，只是来回摇晃着。 庄严的居高临下；而一只漂亮的金丝雀，黄色如金， 最近从他阳光明媚、芬芳的家中被带出来，开始唱歌 大声地。

“Noisy creature! Will you be quiet!” screamed the lady of the house, covering the cage with an embroidered white pocket handkerchief.

“吵闹的生物！你能安静点吗！”屋里的女主人尖叫道， 用绣花的白色口袋手帕盖住笼子。

“Chirp, chirp!” sighed he. “That was a dreadful snowstorm”; and he sighed again, and was silent.

“叽叽喳喳！”他叹了口气。 “那是一场可怕的暴风雪”；和他 又叹了口气，沉默了。

The copying-clerk, or, as the lady said, the brown field-bird, was put into a small cage, close to the Canary, and not far from “my good Polly.” The only human sounds that the Parrot could bawl out were, “Come, let us be men!” Everything else that he said was as unintelligible to everybody as the chirping of the Canary, except to the clerk, who was now a bird too: he understood his companion perfectly.

抄写员，或者正如那位女士所说，棕色的田野鸟，是 关在一个小笼子里，离金丝雀很近，离“我的好”不远。 波莉。”鹦鹉唯一能发出的人类声音 是，“来吧，让我们成为男人！”他说的其他一切都如 除了金丝雀的鸣叫之外，每个人都无法理解 店员，现在也是一只鸟：他完全理解他的同伴。

“I flew about beneath the green palms and the blossoming almond-trees,” sang the Canary; “I flew around, with my brothers and sisters, over the beautiful flowers, and over the glassy lakes, where the bright water-plants nodded to me from below. There, too, I saw many splendidly-dressed paroquets, that told the drollest stories, and the wildest fairy tales without end.”

“我在绿色的棕榈树和盛开的杏树下飞翔，” 金丝雀歌唱； “我和我的兄弟姐妹们一起飞来飞去 美丽的花朵，清澈的湖面上，明亮的 水生植物在下面向我点点头。在那里我也看到了很多 穿着华丽的鹦鹉，讲述着最滑稽的故事， 最疯狂的童话没有尽头。”

“Oh! those were uncouth birds,” answered the Parrot. “They had no education, and talked of whatever came into their head.

“哦！那些都是粗鲁的鸟。”鹦鹉回答道。 “他们没有 教育，并谈论他们想到的任何事情。

“If my mistress and all her friends can laugh at what I say, so may you too, I should think. It is a great fault to have no taste for what is witty or amusing--come, let us be men.”

“如果我的情妇和她所有的朋友都能嘲笑我所说的话，那么你们也可以 我也应该这么想。没有品味是一个很大的错误 机智或有趣——来吧，让我们成为男人。”

“Ah, you have no remembrance of love for the charming maidens that danced beneath the outspread tents beside the bright fragrant flowers? Do you no longer remember the sweet fruits, and the cooling juice in the wild plants of our never-to-be-forgotten home?” said the former inhabitant of the Canary Isles, continuing his dithyrambic.

“啊，你不记得对那些迷人的少女的爱吗？ 在鲜花盛开的帐篷下跳舞？ 你是否已不再记得甜甜的水果，还有清凉的果汁 我们永远不会忘记的家乡的野生植物？”前者说 加那利群岛的居民，继续他的酒神颂。

“Oh, yes,” said the Parrot; “but I am far better off here. I am well fed, and get friendly treatment. I know I am a clever fellow; and that is all I care about. Come, let us be men. You are of a poetical nature, as it is called--I, on the contrary, possess profound knowledge and inexhaustible wit. You have genius; but clear-sighted, calm discretion does not take such lofty flights, and utter such high natural tones. For this they have covered you over--they never do the like to me; for I cost more. Besides, they are afraid of my beak; and I have always a witty answer at hand. Come, let us be men!”

“哦，是的，”鹦鹉说。 “但我在这里好多了。我很好 吃饱了，并得到友善的对待。我知道我是一个聪明人；还有那个 这是我所关心的。来吧，让我们成为男人。你天生具有诗意， 正如人们所说的——相反，我拥有渊博的知识和 取之不尽用之不竭的智慧。你有天才；但目光敏锐，冷静判断 不采取如此崇高的飞行，并发出如此高的自然音调。 为此，他们把你罩起来了——他们从来没有对我做过同样的事；为了 我花费更多。此外，它们还害怕我的喙；我一直有一个 机智的答案就在眼前。来吧，让我们成为男人吧！”

“O warm spicy land of my birth,” sang the Canary bird; “I will sing of thy dark-green bowers, of the calm bays where the pendent boughs kiss the surface of the water; I will sing of the rejoicing of all my brothers and sisters where the cactus grows in wanton luxuriance.”

“哦，我出生的温暖而辛辣的土地，”金丝雀鸟唱道； “我会唱 你深绿色的凉亭，平静的海湾，那里有下垂的树枝 亲吻水面；我要歌颂我所有的人的欢乐 兄弟姐妹那里仙人掌肆意茂盛。”

“Spare us your elegiac tones,” said the Parrot giggling. “Rather speak of something at which one may laugh heartily. Laughing is an infallible sign of the highest degree of mental development. Can a dog, or a horse laugh? No, but they can cry. The gift of laughing was given to man alone. Ha! ha! ha!” screamed Polly, and added his stereotype witticism. “Come, let us be men!”

“别再用哀伤的语气了，”鹦鹉咯咯笑着说道。 “不如说 某人可能会开怀大笑的事情。笑是万无一失的 心智发展最高程度的标志。可以是狗，也可以是马 笑？不，但他们可以哭。笑是人类被赋予的礼物 独自一人。哈！哈！哈！”波莉尖叫道，并添加了他的刻板俏皮话。 “来吧，让我们成为男人吧！”

“Poor little Danish grey-bird,” said the Canary; “you have been caught too. It is, no doubt, cold enough in your woods, but there at least is the breath of liberty; therefore fly away. In the hurry they have forgotten to shut your cage, and the upper window is open. Fly, my friend; fly away. Farewell!”

“可怜的小丹麦灰鸟，”金丝雀说。 “你已经被抓住了 也是。毫无疑问，你们的树林里已经足够冷了，但至少 是自由的气息；因此飞走。匆忙中他们有 忘了关笼子，上面的窗户是开着的。飞吧我的 朋友；飞走。再见！

Instinctively the Clerk obeyed; with a few strokes of his wings he was out of the cage; but at the same moment the door, which was only ajar, and which led to the next room, began to creak, and supple and creeping came the large tomcat into the room, and began to pursue him. The frightened Canary fluttered about in his cage; the Parrot flapped his wings, and cried, “Come, let us be men!” The Clerk felt a mortal fright, and flew through the window, far away over the houses and streets. At last he was forced to rest a little.

书记员本能地服从了。翅膀轻轻拍动几下，他就 走出笼子；但与此同时，那扇半开的门， 通向隔壁房间，开始吱吱作响，柔软而蠕动 大雄猫走进房间，开始追他。的 受惊的金丝雀在笼子里扑腾着；鹦鹉拍打着他的 翅膀，喊道：“来吧，让我们成为男人！”书记员感到了致命的恐惧， 飞过窗户，飞到远处的房屋和街道上空。在 最后他被迫休息了一下。

The neighboring house had a something familiar about it; a window stood open; he flew in; it was his own room. He perched upon the table.

隔壁的房子有一种熟悉的感觉。一扇窗户矗立着 打开；他飞了进来；这是他自己的房间。他坐在桌子上。

“Come, let us be men!” said he, involuntarily imitating the chatter of the Parrot, and at the same moment he was again a copying-clerk; but he was sitting in the middle of the table.

“来吧，让我们成为男人吧！”他说道，不由自主地模仿着 鹦鹉，同时他又成为了复印员。但他 坐在桌子中间。

“Heaven help me!” cried he. “How did I get up here--and so buried in sleep, too? After all, that was a very unpleasant, disagreeable dream that haunted me! The whole story is nothing but silly, stupid nonsense!”

“老天爷救救我吧！”他喊道。 “我是怎么到这里来的——然后被埋在里面 也睡觉吗？毕竟那是一个非常不愉快、不愉快的梦 这让我很困扰！整个故事只不过是愚蠢、愚蠢的废话！”

VI. The Best That the Galoshes Gave

六．套鞋所提供的最好的

The following day, early in the morning, while the Clerk was still in bed, someone knocked at his door. It was his neighbor, a young Divine, who lived on the same floor. He walked in.

第二天一早，当书记员还在的时候 床上，有人敲门。那是他的邻居，一位年轻的神， 谁住在同一层楼。他走了进去。

“Lend me your Galoshes,” said he; “it is so wet in the garden, though the sun is shining most invitingly. I should like to go out a little.”

“把你的套鞋借给我吧，”他说。 “虽然花园里很湿 阳光最迷人。我想出去一下。”

He got the Galoshes, and he was soon below in a little duodecimo garden, where between two immense walls a plumtree and an apple-tree were standing. Even such a little garden as this was considered in the metropolis of Copenhagen as a great luxury.

他拿到了套鞋，很快就来到了下面的一个小花园里， 两堵高墙之间有一棵李子树和一棵苹果树 站着。即使是这样一个小花园也被认为是 哥本哈根大都市堪称奢华。

The young man wandered up and down the narrow paths, as well as the prescribed limits would allow; the clock struck six; without was heard the horn of a post-boy.

年轻人在狭窄的小路上走来走去， 规定的限度将允许；时钟敲响了六点；没有听到 邮递员的号角

“To travel! to travel!” exclaimed he, overcome by most painful and passionate remembrances. “That is the happiest thing in the world! That is the highest aim of all my wishes! Then at last would the agonizing restlessness be allayed, which destroys my existence! But it must be far, far away! I would behold magnificent Switzerland; I would travel to Italy, and--”

“去旅行！去旅行！”他惊呼道，他被最痛苦的事情压倒了。 热情的回忆。 “那是世界上最幸福的事！那 是我一切愿望的最高目标！那么最后会是痛苦的 不安得到平息，它摧毁了我的存在！但一定是 很远很远！我会看到壮丽的瑞士；我会去旅行 意大利，还有——”

It was a good thing that the power of the Galoshes worked as instantaneously as lightning in a powder-magazine would do, otherwise the poor man with his overstrained wishes would have travelled about the world too much for himself as well as for us. In short, he was travelling. He was in the middle of Switzerland, but packed up with eight other passengers in the inside of an eternally-creaking diligence; his head ached till it almost split, his weary neck could hardly bear the heavy load, and his feet, pinched by his torturing boots, were terribly swollen. He was in an intermediate state between sleeping and waking; at variance with himself, with his company, with the country, and with the government. In his right pocket he had his letter of credit, in the left, his passport, and in a small leathern purse some double louis d'or, carefully sewn up in the bosom of his waistcoat. Every dream proclaimed that one or the other of these valuables was lost; wherefore he started up as in a fever; and the first movement which his hand made, described a magic triangle from the right pocket to the left, and then up towards the bosom, to feel if he had them all safe or not. From the roof inside the carriage, umbrellas, walking-sticks, hats, and sundry other articles were depending, and hindered the view, which was particularly imposing. He now endeavored as well as he was able to dispel his gloom, which was caused by outward chance circumstances merely, and on the bosom of nature imbibe the milk of purest human enjoyment.

胶鞋的力量起到了作用，这是一件好事 就像火药库中的闪电一样瞬间，否则 这个可怜的人如果他的愿望过于强烈，他就会四处旅行 这个世界对他自己和我们来说都太多了。简而言之，他是 旅行。他在瑞士中部，但挤满了 其他八名乘客在永远嘎吱作响的勤奋中； 他的头疼得几乎裂开，疲惫的脖子几乎无法承受 沉重的负担和他的双脚被他那双折磨人的靴子压着， 肿得很厉害。他处于睡眠和睡眠之间的中间状态 醒来；与他自己、与他的公司、与国家不一致， 并与政府合作。他的右边口袋里有一封信 信用证，在左边，是他的护照，还有一个小皮钱包里的一些 双金路易，小心翼翼地缝在他背心的胸前。 每个梦都宣告这些贵重物品中的一个或另一个是 丢失；因此他像发烧一样惊了起来。和第一乐章 他亲手制作的，从右口袋到 左边，然后向上到怀里，感觉他是否让他们都安全了 或不。从车厢内的车顶，雨伞，手杖， 帽子和其他各种物品都依赖着，阻碍了视线， 这是特别令人印象深刻的。他现在也像以前一样努力 能够驱散他因外在的偶然而产生的忧郁 仅仅是环境，并在大自然的怀抱中吸收 最纯粹的人类享受。

Grand, solemn, and dark was the whole landscape around. The gigantic pine-forests, on the pointed crags, seemed almost like little tufts of heather, colored by the surrounding clouds. It began to snow, a cold wind blew and roared as though it were seeking a bride.

周围的景色宏伟、庄严、黑暗。巨大的 尖峭的峭壁上的松树林看起来几乎就像一簇簇小树丛 石南花，被周围的云彩染红。开始下雪了，寒冷 风呼啸而过，仿佛在寻找新娘。

“Augh!” sighed he, “were we only on the other side the Alps, then we should have summer, and I could get my letters of credit cashed. The anxiety I feel about them prevents me enjoying Switzerland. Were I but on the other side!”

“啊啊！”他叹了口气，“如果我们只是在阿尔卑斯山的另一边，那么我们 应该有夏天，我就可以兑现我的信用证了。的 我对他们的焦虑使我无法享受瑞士。我是不是 在另一边！”

And so saying he was on the other side in Italy, between Florence and Rome. Lake Thracymene, illumined by the evening sun, lay like flaming gold between the dark-blue mountain-ridges; here, where Hannibal defeated Flaminius, the rivers now held each other in their green embraces; lovely, half-naked children tended a herd of black swine, beneath a group of fragrant laurel-trees, hard by the road-side. Could we render this inimitable picture properly, then would everybody exclaim, “Beautiful, unparalleled Italy!” But neither the young Divine said so, nor anyone of his grumbling companions in the coach of the vetturino.

所以说他在意大利的另一边，在佛罗伦萨和 罗马。色拉墨尼湖在傍晚的阳光照射下，像燃烧的火焰一样平躺着 深蓝色山脊间的金色；这里，汉尼拔 打败了弗拉米尼乌斯，河流现在在绿色中互相拥抱 拥抱；可爱的、半裸的孩子们照料着一群黑猪， 在路边的一群芬芳的月桂树下。 我们能否正确地渲染这幅独一无二的画面，那么大家 感叹：“美丽、无与伦比的意大利！”但年轻的神 他的车厢里那些抱怨的同伴也没有这么说过。 维图里诺。

The poisonous flies and gnats swarmed around by thousands; in vain one waved myrtle-branches about like mad; the audacious insect population did not cease to sting; nor was there a single person in the well-crammed carriage whose face was not swollen and sore from their ravenous bites. The poor horses, tortured almost to death, suffered most from this truly Egyptian plague; the flies alighted upon them in large disgusting swarms; and if the coachman got down and scraped them off, hardly a minute elapsed before they were there again. The sun now set: a freezing cold, though of short duration pervaded the whole creation; it was like a horrid gust coming from a burial-vault on a warm summer's day--but all around the mountains retained that wonderful green tone which we see in some old pictures, and which, should we not have seen a similar play of color in the South, we declare at once to be unnatural. It was a glorious prospect; but the stomach was empty, the body tired; all that the heart cared and longed for was good night-quarters; yet how would they be? For these one looked much more anxiously than for the charms of nature, which every where were so profusely displayed.

有毒的苍蝇和蚊子成群结队地聚集在周围；徒然一 疯狂地挥舞桃金娘树枝；大胆的昆虫种群 并没有停止刺痛；里面也没有一个人 车厢塞满了人，脸也没有因乘坐而肿胀和酸痛。 贪婪的叮咬。可怜的马，几乎被折磨得死去活来，受苦最深 这场真正的埃及瘟疫；大群苍蝇落在他们身上 令人厌恶的成群结队；如果车夫下来把它们刮掉， 不到一分钟，他们就又到了那里。太阳现在落山了： 寒冷笼罩着整个造物，尽管持续时间很短； 就像温暖的夏天从墓穴里吹来的一阵可怕的风一样 白天——但周围的群山仍保留着那美妙的绿色调 我们在一些老照片中看到过，如果我们没有看到过 在南方也有类似的色彩变化，我们立即宣布这是不自然的。 这是一个美好的前景；但胃是空的，身体是累的； 内心所关心和渴望的只是晚安。还 他们会怎么样？对于这些人来说，他们看起来比对于 大自然的魅力，到处都展现得淋漓尽致。

The road led through an olive-grove, and here the solitary inn was situated. Ten or twelve crippled-beggars had encamped outside. The healthiest of them resembled, to use an expression of Marryat's, “Hunger's eldest son when he had come of age”; the others were either blind, had withered legs and crept about on their hands, or withered arms and fingerless hands. It was the most wretched misery, dragged from among the filthiest rags. “Excellenza, miserabili!” sighed they, thrusting forth their deformed limbs to view. Even the hostess, with bare feet, uncombed hair, and dressed in a garment of doubtful color, received the guests grumblingly. The doors were fastened with a loop of string; the floor of the rooms presented a stone paving half torn up; bats fluttered wildly about the ceiling; and as to the smell therein--no--that was beyond description.

这条路穿过一片橄榄树林，这里有一家孤零零的客栈。 位于。十到十二个瘸子乞丐在外面扎营。的 他们中最健康的人，用玛丽亚特的话来说， “饥饿的长子成年后”；其他人要么是 失明、双腿枯萎、用手爬行或枯萎 手臂和无指的手。这是最悲惨的苦难，拖着 来自最肮脏的破布。 “太棒了，太惨了！”他们叹息道， 伸出变形的四肢观看。连女主人都带着 赤着脚，头发蓬乱，穿着颜色可疑的衣服， 闷闷不乐地接待客人。门是用一个环扣紧的 字符串；房间的地板上有一块半破的石头铺路 向上；蝙蝠在天花板上疯狂地扑腾。至于气味 其中——不——那是无法描述的。

“You had better lay the cloth below in the stable,” said one of the travellers; “there, at all events, one knows what one is breathing.”

“你最好把布放在马厩下面，”其中一位说道。 旅行者； “无论如何，人们知道自己在呼吸什么。”

The windows were quickly opened, to let in a little fresh air. Quicker, however, than the breeze, the withered, sallow arms of the beggars were thrust in, accompanied by the eternal whine of “Miserabili, miserabili, excellenza!” On the walls were displayed innumerable inscriptions, written in nearly every language of Europe, some in verse, some in prose, most of them not very laudatory of “bella Italia.”

窗户很快被打开，让一些新鲜空气进来。更快， 然而，与微风相比，乞丐们枯萎、蜡黄的手臂 伴随着“悲惨，悲惨， 太棒了！”墙壁上刻满了无数的铭文， 几乎用欧洲的所有语言写成，有些是诗歌，有些是 散文，其中大多数都不太赞美“意大利美女”。

The meal was served. It consisted of a soup of salted water, seasoned with pepper and rancid oil. The last ingredient played a very prominent part in the salad; stale eggs and roasted cocks'-combs furnished the grand dish of the repast; the wine even was not without a disgusting taste--it was like a medicinal draught.

饭菜端上来了。它由盐水汤组成，调味 用胡椒和腐臭油。最后一个成分起到了非常突出的作用 沙拉的一部分；不新鲜的鸡蛋和烤鸡冠摆满了 丰盛的晚餐；酒甚至不乏令人厌恶的味道 味道——就像药水一样。

At night the boxes and other effects of the passengers were placed against the rickety doors. One of the travellers kept watch while the others slept. The sentry was our young Divine. How close it was in the chamber! The heat oppressive to suffocation--the gnats hummed and stung unceasingly--the “miserabili” without whined and moaned in their sleep.

晚上，乘客的箱子和其他物品被放置 靠在摇摇晃晃的门上。一名旅行者在观察时注视着 其他人都睡了。哨兵是我们年轻的神。距离有多近 室！闷热得让人窒息——蚊子嗡嗡作响，蜇人 不断地——“悲惨”在睡梦中没有哀嚎和呻吟。

“Travelling would be agreeable enough,” said he groaning, “if one only had no body, or could send it to rest while the spirit went on its pilgrimage unhindered, whither the voice within might call it. Wherever I go, I am pursued by a longing that is insatiable--that I cannot explain to myself, and that tears my very heart. I want something better than what is but what is fled in an instant. But what is it, and where is it to be found? Yet, I know in reality what it is I wish for. Oh! most happy were I, could I but reach one aim--could but reach the happiest of all!”

“旅行就已经足够愉快了，”他呻吟着说道，“只要 没有身体，或者可以让它休息，而精神继续它的 朝圣之旅不受阻碍，内心的声音可能会召唤它。无论在哪里 我走，我被一种无法满足的渴望所追赶——我不能 向自己解释，这让我心痛不已。我想要更好的东西 比什么都只是瞬间逃离的东西。但它是什么以及在哪里 是不是可以找到呢？然而，我实际上知道我的愿望是什么。哦！ 我最高兴的是，我能否达到一个目标——能否达到 最幸福的事！”

And as he spoke the word he was again in his home; the long white curtains hung down from the windows, and in the middle of the floor stood the black coffin; in it he lay in the sleep of death. His wish was fulfilled--the body rested, while the spirit went unhindered on its pilgrimage. “Let no one deem himself happy before his end,” were the words of Solon; and here was a new and brilliant proof of the wisdom of the old apothegm.

当他说出这句话的时候，他又回到了家里。长长的白色 窗帘从窗户垂下来，挂在地板中央 黑色的棺材立在那里；他躺在里面，陷入了死亡的睡眠。他的愿望 已经实现了——身体休息了，而精神则不受阻碍地在其上 朝圣。 “不要让任何人在临终前认为自己幸福，” 梭伦的话；这是智慧的新的、辉煌的证明 古老的格言。

Every corpse is a sphynx of immortality; here too on the black coffin the sphynx gave us no answer to what he who lay within had written two days before:

每具尸体都是不朽的斯芬克斯；黑色棺材上也有 对于躺在里面的人写下的两句话，斯芬克斯没有给我们任何答案 前几天：

“O mighty Death! thy silence teaches nought, Thou leadest only to the near grave's brink; Is broken now the ladder of my thoughts? Do I instead of mounting only sink?

“哦，强大的死亡！你的沉默没有任何教导， 你只会引向坟墓的边缘； 我思想的阶梯现在断了吗？ 我是否可以只安装水槽？

Our heaviest grief the world oft seeth not, Our sorest pain we hide from stranger eyes: And for the sufferer there is nothing left But the green mound that o'er the coffin lies.”

我们最深的悲痛是世人看不到的， 我们对陌生人的眼睛隐藏最深的痛苦： 对于受苦者来说，什么也没有留下 但棺材上的绿色土堆就在这儿。”

Two figures were moving in the chamber. We knew them both; it was the fairy of Care, and the emissary of Fortune. They both bent over the corpse.

房间内有两个人影在移动。我们认识他们两个；我们都认识他们。这是 关怀的仙女，幸运的使者。他们双双弯下腰 尸体。

“Do you now see,” said Care, “what happiness your Galoshes have brought to mankind?”

“你现在看到了吗，”凯尔说，“你的套鞋给我们带来了多大的幸福？ 对人类？”

“To him, at least, who slumbers here, they have brought an imperishable blessing,” answered the other.

“至少对于沉睡在这里的他来说，它们带来了不朽的 祝福。”另一个回答道。

“Ah no!” replied Care. “He took his departure himself; he was not called away. His mental powers here below were not strong enough to reach the treasures lying beyond this life, and which his destiny ordained he should obtain. I will now confer a benefit on him.”

“啊不！”关心回答道。 “他亲自离开；没有人叫他 离开。他下面的精神力还不足以达到 超越今生的宝藏，是他的命运所注定的 应获得。我现在就给他一个好处。”

And she took the Galoshes from his feet; his sleep of death was ended; and he who had been thus called back again to life arose from his dread couch in all the vigor of youth. Care vanished, and with her the Galoshes. She has no doubt taken them for herself, to keep them to all eternity.

她从他脚上取下了套鞋；他的死亡睡眠结束了； 就这样被召回的人从他的生命中站了起来。 害怕沙发上充满青春的活力。忧虑消失了，随之而来的是她 套鞋。毫无疑问，她已将它们据为己有，并将其保留给所有人 永恒。