Spring

类别:文学名著 作者:亨利·大卫·梭罗 本章:Spring

    tracts by tters commonly causes a

    pond to break up earlier; for ter, agitated by the wind, even

    in cold  suc

    t on alden t year, for s a thick new

    garment to take this pond never breaks up so

    soon as t bots

    greater depts ream passing t to melt or

    to open in the course of a

    er, not excepting t of 52-3, whe ponds so severe

    a trial.  It commonly opens about t of April, a en

    days later ts Pond and Fair o melt on

    ts o freeze.

    It indicates better ter s te progress

    of t affected by transient changes of

    temperature.  A severe cold of a feion in March may very

    mucard temperature

    of alden increases almost uninterruptedly.  A ter t

    into tood at 32x,

    or freezing point; near t 33x; in ts

    Pond, t 32+x; at a dozen rods from the shore, in

    ser, under ice a foot t 36x.  this difference of

    temperature of ter

    and tter pond, and t t a great

    proportion of it is comparatively s should break

    up so muc part was

    at time several inche middle.  In

    mider t and t

    t the

    pond in summer must er is

    close to than a

    little distance out, and on t is deep, than near

    ttom.  In spring t only exerts an influence through

    temperature of t its  passes

    t or more ted from ttom

    in ser, and so also er and melts the under

    side of t time t it is melting it more

    directly above, making it uneven, and causing the air bubbles which

    it contains to extend til it is

    completely  last disappears suddenly in a single

    spring rain.  Ice s grain as well as wood, and when a cake

    begins to rot or quot;comb,quot; t is, assume the appearance of

    ever may be its position, t right

    angles  er surface.  here is a rock or a

    log rising near to t is muchinner, and

    is frequently quite dissolved by ted ; and I have

    been told t in t at Cambridge to freeze er in a

    sed underneath, and

    so o botion of the

    bottom more terbalanced tage.  hen a warm rain

    in ter melts off the snow-ice from alden, and

    leaves a ransparent ice on there will be a

    strip of rotten te ice, a rod or more

    ted by ted .  Also, as I have said,

    te as burning-glasses to

    melt th.

    take place every day in a pond on a

    small scale.  Every morning, generally speaking, ter

    is being  may not be

    made so er all, and every evening it is being cooled more

    rapidly until tome of the

    niger, the spring and

    fall, and the

    ice indicate a cemperature.  One pleasant morning after a

    cold nigo Flints Pond to

    spend ticed  he ice

    resounded like a gong for many rods

    around, or as if I ruck on a tighe pond began

    to boom about an er sunrise,  the influence of

    ted upon it from over t stretched

    itself and yah a gradually increasing

    tumult,  took a s

    siesta at noon, and boomed once more toward nighe sun was

    stage of ther a pond

    fires its evening gun  regularity.  But in the middle of

    tic,

    it ely lost its resonance, and probably fishes and

    muskrats could not tunned by a blo.  the

    fis t;t; scares the fishes

    and prevents ting.  t thunder every evening,

    and I cannot tell surely  its t though I

    may perceive no difference in t does.  ho would have

    suspected so large and cold and to be so

    sensitive?  Yet it s lao hunders obedience when

    it sh is

    all alive and covered  pond is as

    sensitive to atmosps

    tube.

    One attraction in coming to to live  I should

    unity to see the ice in

    t lengto be  my heel

    in it as I walk.  Fogs and rains and warmer suns are gradually

    melting the days have grown sensibly longer; and I see how

    I s ter  adding to my wood-pile, for

    large fires are no longer necessary.  I am on t for the

    first signs of spring, to e of some arriving

    bird, or triped squirrels cores must be now

    nearly exed, or see ture out of er

    quarters.  On ter I he bluebird,

    song sparroill nearly a foot thick.

    As t  sensibly he

    er, nor broken up and floated off as in rivers, but, t

    ely melted for  the

    middle ed er, so t you

    could put your foot t he

    next day evening, perer a

    would ed

    a across t

    disappeared entirely.  In 1845 alden  completely open on

    t of April; in 46, th of

    April; in 51, th of April; in 53,

    t th of April.

    Every incident connected he rivers and

    ponds and ttling of ticularly interesting to

    us  extremes.  he warmer days

    come, t nigh

    a startling s icy fetters were

    rent from end to end, and  rapidly going

    out.  So tor comes out of the

    earture, and

    seems as to all ions as if she

    upon tocks wo

    lay o h, and can hardly acquire

    more of natural lore if o thuselah --

    told me -- and I o  any of

    Natures operations, for I t t ts

    bet one spring day ook , and

    t t tle sport here was

    ice still on t it  of the river, and

    obstruction from Sudbury, wo

    Fair edly, covered for t

    part  was a warm day, and he was

    surprised to see so great a body of ice remaining.  Not seeing any

    ducks,  on the

    pond, and to

    a ted for the

    s of er, h a muddy

    bottom, suc it likely

    t some ty soon.  After ill there

    about an ant sound, but

    singularly grand and impressive, unlike anything he had ever heard,

    gradually s would have a universal

    and memorable ending, a sullen ruso him

    all at once like t body of foo

    settle tarted up in e and

    excited; but o  the

    ice arted o the shore, and

    ts edge grating on the shore --

    at first gently nibbled and crumbled off, but at length heaving up

    and scattering its o a considerable

    before it came to a standstill.

    At lengttained t angle, and warm

    and rain and melt the sun,

    dispersing t, smiles on a c and

    raveller picks his

    to islet, cinkling

    rills and rivulets wer

    whey are bearing off.

    Feo observe the forms

    whe sides of a

    deep cut on to the

    village, a p very common on so large a scale, though

    t material must have

    been greatly multiplied since railroads ed.  terial

    was sand of every degree of fineness and of various rich colors,

    commonly mixed tle clay.   comes out in the

    spring, and even in a ter, to

    floimes bursting out the

    sno wo be seen before.

    Innumerable little streams overlap and interlace one her,

    exing a sort of , whe law of

    currents, and  of vegetation.  As it flo takes the

    forms of sappy leaves or vines, making

    or more in depthe

    laciniated, lobed, and imbricated thalluses of some lichens; or you

    are reminded of coral, of leopards pa, of brains

    or lungs or bos of all kinds.  It is a truly

    grotesque vegetation, ed in

    bronze, a sort of arcectural foliage more ancient and typical

    table leaves;

    destined perances, to become a puzzle to

    future geologists.  t impressed me as if it were a cave

    s stalactites laid open to t.  the various shades of

    t

    iron colors, brown, gray, yellowishe flowing

    mass reac t of t spreads out

    flatter into strands, te streams losing their

    semi-cylindrical form and gradually becoming more flat and broad,

    running toget, till t

    flat sand, still variously and beautifully s in which you

    can trace tation; till at lengthe

    er itself, ted into banks, like those formed off

    tation are lost in the

    ripple marks on ttom.

    ty to forty feet high, is

    sometimes overlaid his kind of foliage, or sandy

    rupture, for a quarter of a mile on one or bothe produce

    of one spring day.   makes ts

    springing into existence the one side

    t bank -- for ts on one side first -- and on the

    ot foliage, tion of an ed

    as if in a peculiar sense I stood in tory of tist

    work,

    sporting on trewing his fresh

    designs about.  I feel as if I o tals of the

    globe, for thing such a foliaceous mass

    as tals of the very sands

    an anticipation of table leaf.  No  th

    expresses itself out so labors he idea

    inoms

    by it.  ts prototype.  Internally,

    thick lobe, a

    o the leaves of

    fat (jnai, labor, lapsus, to flow or slip downward, a lapsing;

    jiais, globus, lobe, globe; also lap, flap, and many other words);

    externally a dry the f and v are a pressed and

    dried b.  t mass of the b

    (single lobed, or B, double lobed),

    pressing it fortural g adds to the

    meaning ty of t.  thers and wings of birds

    are still drier and the

    lumpiso ttering butterfly.  the

    very globe continually transcends and translates itself, and becomes

    s orbit.  Even ice begins e crystal leaves,

    as if it o moulds s have

    impressed on tery mirror.  tree itself is but one

    leaf, and rivers are still vaster leaves wervening

    eartoies are ts in their axils.

    o flo in the

    morning treams art once more and branch and branch again

    into a myriad of others.  You here see perchance how blood-vessels

    are formed.  If you look closely you observe t first there pushes

    forream of softened sand h a

    drop-like point, like ts way slowly

    and blindly doil at last  and moisture, as

    ts  fluid portion, in its effort to obey

    to  also yields, separates from the

    latter and forms for itself a meandering cery hin

    t, in ream glancing like

    ligage of pulpy leaves or branco another, and

    ever and anon s is wonderful how rapidly

    yet perfectly tself as it flo

    material its mass affords to form ts channel.

    Sucter whe

    er deposits is perem, and in till finer

    soil and organic matter tissue.

    is man but a mass of the human finger is

    but a drop congealed.  toes floo tent

    from t the human body

    to under a more genial  the

    s lobes and veins?  the ear may be

    regarded, fancifully, as a liche

    s lobe or drop.  the lip -- labium, from labor (?) --

    laps or lapses from the nose is a

    manifest congealed drop or stalactite.  till larger

    drop, t dripping of the cheeks are a slide

    from to the face, opposed and diffused by

    table leaf, too, is a

    tering drop, larger or smaller; the

    fingers of t has, in so many

    directions it tends to floher genial

    influences o flo farther.

    t seemed t trated the principle

    of all tions of Nature.  t

    patented a leaf.   Chis hieroglyphic

    for us, t urn over a ne last?  this phenomenon

    is more exing to me tility of

    vineyards.  true, it is someitious in its cer,

    and to ts, and bowels, as if

    turned  ts at least

    t Nature y.

    t coming out of t

    precedes thology precedes regular

    poetry.  I knoive of er fumes and

    indigestions.  It convinces me t Eartill in her

    sretch baby fingers on every side.

    Fres brohing

    inorganic.  the slag

    of a furnace, s Nature is quot;in full blastquot; he

    eart a mere fragment of dead ory, stratum upon stratum

    like to be studied by geologists and

    antiquaries c living poetry like tree,

    a fossil eart a living

    eart central life all animal and

    vegetable life is merely parasitic.  Its throes will heave our

    exuviae from t your metals and cast them

    into t beautiful moulds you can; te me

    like ten eart into.  And not only

    it, but titutions upon it are plastic like clay in the hands

    of tter.

    Ere long, not only on t on every hill and plain

    and in every  comes out of the ground like a

    dormant quadruped from its burroh music, or

    migrates to otle persuasion

    is more pos, the

    ot breaks in pieces.

    ially bare of snow, and a few warm days

    s surface some  to compare t

    tender signs of t year just peeping fortately

    beauty of tation he

    er -- life-everlasting, goldenrods, pinweeds, and graceful wild

    grasses, more obvious and interesting frequently than in summer

    even, as if ty  ripe till tton-grass,

    cat-tails, mulleins, jo, , and other

    strong-stemmed plants, ted granaries ain

    t birds -- decent  least, wure

    icularly attracted by the arching and sheaf-like

    top of t brings back to our er

    memories, and is among t loves to copy, and which,

    in table kingdom, ion to types already in

    t astronomy  is an antique style, older

    tian.  Many of ter are

    suggestive of an inexpressible tenderness and fragile delicacy.  e

    are accustomed to erous

    tyrant; but leness of a lover resses of

    Summer.

    At t under my house,

    t a time, directly under my feet as I sat reading or ing,

    and kept up t chuckling and chirruping and vocal

    pirouetting and gurgling sounds t ever were heard; and when I

    stamped t all fear and

    respect in ty to stop them.  No, you

    dont -- co my

    arguments, or failed to perceive to a strain

    of invective t ible.

    t sparroh younger

    silvery warblings he

    partially bare and moist fields from the song sparrow,

    and t flakes of er tinkled as they

    fell!   at sucime are ories, craditions,

    and all ten revelations?  to

    the meadow, is already

    seeking t slimy life t ahe sinking sound of

    melting snow is he ice dissolves apace in

    the hillsides like a spring fire

    -- quot;et primitus oritur aquot; -- as if

    t fort to greet turning sun; not

    yello green is ts flame; -- the symbol of

    perpetual youtreams

    from to t, but anon

    pusing its spear of last years he

    fres groeadily as t of the

    ground.  It is almost identical , for in the growing days

    of June, wheir

    co year t this perennial

    green stream, and t betimes ter

    supply.  So our  dies doo its root, and still puts

    forts green blade to eternity.

    alden is melting apace.  two rods wide along

    terly sides, and ill at t end.

    A great field of ice he main body.  I hear a

    song sparro, olit,

    olit -- coo

    is o crack it.   sweeping curves in

    t to t

    more regular!  It is unusually o t severe but

    transient cold, and all ered or

    ts opaque surface in vain, till it

    reac is glorious to behis

    ribbon of er sparkling in the pond full

    of glee and yout spoke t,

    and of ts she scales

    of a leuciscus, as it ive fishe

    contrast beter and spring.  alden was dead and is alive

    again.  But t broke up more steadily, as I have said.

    torm and er to serene and mild her,

    from dark and sluggiso brigic ones, is a

    memorable crisis w is seemingly

    instantaneous at last.  Suddenly an influx of light filled my house,

    t er still

    over, and ty rain.  I looked

    out terday here lay

    transparent pond already calm and full of hope as in a summer

    evening, reflecting a summer evening sky in its bosom, though none

    e

    ance, t I had heard for

    many a t,  for

    many a t and powerful song as of yore.

    O t the end of a New England summer day!  If I

    could ever find twig s upon!  I mean wig.

    t least is not turdus migratorius.  tch pines and

    s my house, which had so long drooped, suddenly

    resumed ters, looked brighter, greener, and more

    erect and alive, as if effectually cleansed and restored by the

    rain.  I kne it  rain any more.  You may tell by

    looking at any t, ay, at your very wood-pile,

    er is past or not.  As it grew darker, I was

    startled by the woods, like

    ravellers getting in late from Southern lakes, and indulging

    at last in unrestrained complaint and mutual consolation.  Standing

    at my door, I could bear their wings; when, driving

    toh hushed

    clamor  the

    door, and passed my first spring nighe woods.

    In tche

    mist, sailing in ty rods off, so large

    and tumultuous t alden appeared like an artificial pond for

    t.  But  once rose up

    flapping of  their commander, and

    o rank circled about over my y-nine

    of teered straigo Canada, h a regular honk

    from t intervals, trusting to break t in

    muddier pools.  A quot;plumpquot; of ducks rose at time and took

    te to their noisier cousins.

    For a week I he circling, groping clangor of some

    solitary goose in ts companion, and

    still peopling they

    could sustain.  In April the pigeons were seen again flying express

    in small flocks, and in due time I ins ttering over

    my clearing, t  seemed t townsained so

    many t it could afford me any, and I fancied t they were

    peculiarly of t race t d in rees ere we

    men came.  In almost all climes tortoise and the frog are among

    th song

    and glancing plumage, and plants spring and bloom, and winds blow,

    to correct t oscillation of the

    equilibrium of nature.

    As every season seems best to us in its turn, so the coming in

    of spring is like tion of Cosmos out of Che

    realization of the Golden Age.--

    quot;Eurus ad Auroram Nabat,

    Persidaque, et radiis juga subdita matutinis.quot;

    quot;t-ind o Aurora and thean kingdom,

    And the morning rays.

    . . . . . . .

    Man ificer of things,

    tter world, made he divine seed;

    Or t and lately sundered from the high

    Etained some seeds of cognate ;

    A single gentle rain makes the grass many shades greener.  So

    our prospects brigter ts.  e should

    be blessed if  alook advantage of

    every accident t befell us, like the

    influence of test de falls on it; and did not spend

    our time in atoning for t of past opportunities, which we

    call doing our duty.  e loiter in er w is already

    spring.  In a pleasant spring morning all mens sins are forgiven.

    Sucruce to vice.   to burn,

    t sinner may return.  through our own recovered innocence

    he innocence of our neighbors.  You may have known your

    neigerday for a t, and

    merely pitied or despised  the

    sun s and  spring morning, recreating the

    some serene work, and see  is

    exed and debaucill joy and bless the

    nehe innocence of infancy,

    and all s are forgotten.  t only an atmosphere

    of good   even a savor of holiness groping for

    expression, blindly and ineffectually perhaps, like a new-born

    instinct, and for a s o no

    vulgar jest.  You see some innocent fair ss preparing to burst

    from ry anotender and fresh

    as t plant.  Even ered into the joy of his

    Lord.   leave open his prison doors -- why

    t dismis

    dismiss ion!  It is because t obey t

    he pardon which he freely offers

    to all.

    quot;A return to goodness produced eacranquil and

    beneficent breat in respect to the love

    of virtue and tred of vice, one approactle the

    primitive nature of man, as ts of t which has been

    felled.  In like manner terval of a

    day prevents tues wo spring up again

    from developing troys them.

    quot;After tue ed many times

    from developing t breath of evening

    does not suffice to preserve th of evening

    does not suffice longer to preserve ture of man

    does not differ muc of te.  Men seeing ture

    of t of te, t he has never

    possessed te faculty of reason.  Are true and

    natural sentiments of man?quot;

    quot;t created, w any avenger

    Spontaneously  laitude.

    Punis and fear ; nor ening words read

    On suspended brass; nor did t crowd fear

    t  an avenger.

    Not yet ts mountains had descended

    to t it might see a foreign world,

    And mortals kneheir own.

    . . . . . . .

    ternal spring, and placid zeph warm

    Blasts soot seed.quot;

    On the

    river near tanding on the quaking

    grass and s, ws lurk, I heard a singular

    rattling sound, some of ticks which boys play

    and

    graceful ernately soaring like a ripple

    and tumbling a rod or two over and over, she under side of

    its he

    pearly inside of a s reminded me of falconry and

    ry are associated  sport.  the

    Merlin it seemed to me it mig I care not for its

    name.  It  et I nessed.  It did

    not simply flutter like a butterfly, nor soar like the larger hawks,

    but it sported ing

    again and again s strange c repeated its free and

    beautiful fall, turning over and over like a kite, and then

    recovering from its lofty tumbling, as if it  its foot

    on terra firma.  It appeared to he universe --

    sporting to need none but the

    et played.  It  lonely, but made all the

    eart.   s

    kindred, and its fatenant of t

    seemed related to t by an egg cime in the

    crevice of a crag; -- or s native nest made in the angle of a

    cloud, rimmings and t sky, and

    lined  midsummer  up from earts eyry

    now some cliffy cloud.

    Beside t a rare mess of golden and silver and bright

    cupreous fisring of jewels.  Ah! I have

    penetrated to t spring

    day, jumping from o  to willow

    root, whed in so

    pure and brig as would hey had

    been slumbering in there needs no

    stronger proof of immortality.  All t live in such a

    liging?  O Grave, why

    victory, then?

    Our village life agnate if it  for the

    unexplored forests and meadoonic

    of o imes in marstern and

    to smell the

    wary fowl

    builds , and ts belly close to the

    ground.  At time t  to explore and learn

    all t all terious and

    unexplorable, t land and sea be infinitely wild, unsurveyed and

    unfathomable.  e can never have enough of

    nature.  e must be refres of inexible vigor,

    vast and titanic features, t s he

    s living and its decaying trees, the

    ts three weeks and produces

    fress.  e need to ness our os transgressed, and some

    life pasturing freely where we never wander.  e are cheered when we

    observe ture feeding on ts and

    disens us, and deriving rengt.

    to my house, which

    compelled me sometimes to go out of my

    gave me of trong

    appetite and inviolable ure ion for

    to see t Nature is so rife  myriads

    can be afforded to be sacrificed and suffered to prey on one

    anot tender organizations can be so serenely squas

    of existence like pulp -- tadpoles which herons gobble up, and

    tortoises and toads run over in t sometimes it has

    rained flesy to accident,  see

    tle account is to be made of it.  the impression made on a

    of universal innocence.  Poison is not poisonous

    after all, nor are any al.  Compassion is a very untenable

    ground.  It must be expeditious.  Its pleadings  bear to be

    stereotyped.

    Early in May, trees, just

    putting out amidst ted a

    brigo the landscape, especially in cloudy

    days, as if ts and sly

    on th of May I

    sa h I

    he wood

    pehrush

    long before.  t

    my door and o see if my house was cavern-like enough for

    aining alons, as if

    she

    sulpche

    stones and rotten  you could have

    collected a barrelful.  t;sulp; we bear of.

    Even in Calidas drama of Sacontala, ;rills dyed yellow

    of tus.quot;  And so t rolling

    on into summer, as one rambles into higher and higher grass.

    t years life in ted; and the

    second year o it.  I finally left alden September 6th,

    1847.


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