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第21章 英国的农村生活RuralLifeinEngland2（第1页）

第21章英国的农村生活RuralLifeinEngland（2）

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Theresidenceofpeopleoffortuiryhasdiffusedadegreeoftasteandeleganruraleythatdesdstothelowestclass.Theverylaborer，withhisthatcheddnarrowslipofgrouheirembellishmerimhedge，thegrass-plotbeforethedoor，thelittleflower-bedborderedwithsnugbox，thewoodbirainedupagainstthewall，andhangingitsblossomsaboutthelattice，thepotofflowersiheholly，providentlyplahehouse，toterofitsdreariothrowinasemblanceofgreeocheerthefireside：allthesebespeaktheie，flowingdhsourdpervadilevelsofthepublid.IfeverLove，aspoetssiovisitacottage，itmustbethecottageofanE.

ThereisahillnearmyhomethatIoftenight.Thehecityisafar-offmurmur.InthehushofdarkIsharetheessofcridtheceofowls.ButitisthedramaofthemooIetosee.Forthatrestoresiandclaritythatthedstoofreely.

FromthishillIhavewatymoonsrise.Eaehaditsownmood.Therehavebeenbroad，tharvestmoonsinautumn;shy，mistymo;loermiersilenink-bladsmoke-smudgedemoohedryfieldsofsummer.Each，likefiedmyheartandthencalmedmysoul.

Moongazingisaoprehistoritersthemoonoverheadwasasunerriheykevery29daysitbecamefull-belliedandbrilliant，thensiddied，andtheheykhewaxingmerandhigheroverheadaftereachsugsuhewaningmooereaightuntilitvahesuohaveuhemoon’spatternsfromexperiehavebeenaprofoundthing.

Butwe，wholiveindoors，havelosttactwiththemoon.Theglarehtsaofpollutiosky.Thoughmenhavewalkedogrowslessfamiliar.Fewofussaywhenthemht.

Still，ittugsatourmiedlyehefullmoon，hugeandyellowoverthehorizohelpbutstarebackatitsandihemoonhasgiftstobestowupoch.

IlearitsgiftsoneJulyeveniains.Mycarhadmysteriouslystalled，andIwasstrandedahesu，andIhatseemedtobethebright-lowofaforestfirebeyetotheeast.Suddeselfseemedtoburstiherisingmoon，hugeandredandgrotesquelymisshapeahesummeratmosphere，loomedupoutofthewoods.

Distortedthusbythehotbreathofearth，themooempereda.Dogsatnearbyfarmhousesbarkednervously，asifthisstrahadwakenedevilspiritsiasthemooheridgeitgatheredfirmnessandauthority.Itsplexiongedfromred，told，toimpassiveyellow.Itseemedthtoutearth，forasitrose，thehillsandvalleysbelowgrewdimmer.Bythetimethemoonstoodclearofthehorizoedandroundandthecolorofivory，andthevalleysweredeepshadowsinthelahedogs，reassuredthatthiswasthefamiliarmoon，st.Andallatoadjoyclosetolaughter.

&ookanhour.Moonriseisslowahsubtleties.Towatchit，wemustslipintoanolder，morepatieime.Towatheristofindanunusualstillhinourselves.inationsbeeawareofthevastdistancesofspace，theimmensityoftheearthandthehugeimprobabilityofourowence.Wefeelsmallbutprivileged.

Moonlightshowsusnoneoflife’sharderedges.Hillsidesseemsilkenaheosstillaslight.Inmoonlightwebeelessg，moredrawnts.

Andoddthingshappeninsuents.OnthatJulynight，Iwatchedthemoonforanhourortwo，abatotheedthekeyiiohee，justasmysteriouslyasithadstalledafewhoursearlier.Idrovedowainswiththemoononmyshoulderandpeamyheart.

Iofteherisingmoon.Iamdrawespeciallywhescrowdeaseandclarityofvisionintoasmallylife.Thishappehefall.ThenIgotomyhillandawaitthehunter’smoon，enormousandgoldoverthehorizon，filliwithvision.

Anowlswoopsfretop，brightasflame.Acricketshrillsinthegrass.Ithisandmusis.OfBeethoven’sMoonlightSonataandofShakespeare，whoseLorenzodeTheMertofVenice，“Howsweetthemoonlightsleepsuponthisbank！

Herewillwesitahesoundsofmusiourears.”

Iwoheirverseandmusic，likethemusicofcrickets，areinsomewayvoioon.Withsuycitifiedeltiofthenight.

Loversasfinddeepermeaningatnight.ttoposedeeperquestions-abiinies.Weindulgeiherthanintheimpersohatgoverworld.Webeephilosophersandmystics.

Atmoonrise，asweslowourmindstothepaceoftheheavementstealsoverus.Weopesoffeelingandexercisepartsofourmindsthatreasonlocksawaybyday.Wehear，acrossthedistances，murmursofaerahevisiosandlago.