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OscarWilde"ShesaidthatshewoulddancewithmeifIbroughtherredroses,"criedtheyoungStudent;"butinallmygardenthereisnoredrose."Fromhernestintheholm-oaktreetheNightingaleheardhim,andshelookedoutthroughtheleaves,andwondered."Noredroseinallmygarden!"hecried,andhisbeautifuleyesfilledwithtears."Ah,onwhatlittlethingsdoeshappinessdepend!Ihavereadallthatthewisemenhavewritten,andallthesecretsofphilosophyaremine,yetforwantofaredroseismylifemadewretched.""Hereatlastisatruelover,"saidtheNightingale."NightafternighthaveIsungofhim,thoughIknewhimnot:nightafternighthaveItoldhisstorytothestars,andnowIseehim.Hishairisdarkasthehyacinth-blossom,andhislipsareredastheroseofhisdesire;but passionhasmadehisfacelikepaleivory,andsorrowhassethersealuponhisbrow.""ThePrincegivesaballtomorrownight,"murmuredtheyoungStudent,"andmylovewillbeofthecompany.IfIbringheraredroseshewilldancewithmetilldawn.IfIbringheraredrose,Ishallholdherinmyarms,andshewillleanherheaduponmyshoulder,andherhandwillbe claspedinmine.Butthereisnoredroseinmygarden,soIshallsitlonely,andshewillpassmeby.Shewillhavenoheedofme,andmyheartwillbreak.""Hereindeedisthetruelover,"saidtheNightingale."WhatIsingof,hesuffers-whatisjoytome,tohimispain.SurelyLoveisawonderfulthing.Itismorepreciousthanemeralds,anddearerthanfineopals.Pearlsandpomegranatescannotbuyit,norisitsetforthinthemarketplace.Itmaynotbepurchasedofthemerchants,norcanitbeweighedoutinthebalanceforgold."7"Themusicianswillsitintheirgallery,"saidtheyoungStudent,"andplayharpupontheirstringedinstruments,andmylovewilldancetothesoundoftheandtheviolin.Shewilldancesolightlythatherfeetwillnottouchthefloor,harpandthecourtiersintheirgaydresseswillthrongroundher.Butwithmeshewillnotdance,forIhavenoredrosetogiveher";andheflunghimselfdownonthegrass,andburiedhisfaceinhishands,andwept.8"Whyisheweeping?"askedalittleGreen Lizard,asheranpasthimwithhistailintheair.9"Why,indeed?"saidaButterfly,whowasflutteringaboutafterasunbeam."Why,indeed?"whisperedaDaisytohisneighbour,inasoft,lowvoice."Heisweepingforaredrose,"saidtheNightingale."Foraredrose?"theycried;"howveryridiculous!"andthelittleLizard,whowassomethingofacynic,laughedoutright.ButtheNightingaleunderstoodthesecretoftheStudent'ssorrow,andshesatsilentintheoak-tree,andthoughtaboutthemysteryofLove.Suddenlyshespreadherbrownwingsforflight,andsoaredintotheair.Shepassedthroughthegrovelikeashadow,andlikeashadowshesailedacrossthegarden.Inthecentreofthegrass-plotwasstandingabeautifulRose-tree,andwhenshesawitsheflewovertoit,andlituponaspray."Givemearedrose,"shecried,"andIwillsingyoumysweetestsong."ButtheTreeshookitshead."Myrosesarewhite,"itanswered;"aswhiteasthefoamofthesea,andwhiterthanthesnowuponthemountain.Butgotomybrotherwhogrowsroundtheoldsun-dial,andperhapshewillgiveyouwhatyouwant."SotheNightingaleflewovertotheRose-treethatwasgrowingroundtheoldsun-dial."Givemearedrose,"shecried,"andIwillsingyoumysweetestsong."ButtheTreeshookitshead."Myrosesareyellow,"itanswered;"asyellowasthehairofthe mermaidenwhositsuponanamberthrone,andyellowerthanthe daffodilthatbloomsinthemeadowbeforethemowercomeswithhisscythe.ButgotomybrotherwhogrowsbeneaththeStudent'swindow,andperhapshewillgiveyouwhatyouwant."SotheNightingaleflewovertotheRose-treethatwasgrowingbeneaththeStudent'swindow."Givemearedrose,"shecried,"andIwillsingyoumysweetestsong."ButtheTreeshookitshead."Myrosesarered,"itanswered,"asredasthefeetofthe dove,andredderthanthegreatfansofcoralthatwaveandwaveintheocean-cavern.Butthewinterhaschilledmyveins,andthefrosthasnippedmybuds,andthestormhasbrokenmybranches,andIshallhavenorosesatallthisyear.""OneredroseisallIwant,"criedtheNightingale,"onlyoneredrose!IstherenowaybywhichIcangetit?""Thereisaway,"answeredtheTree;"butitissoterriblethatIdarenottellittoyou.""Tellittome,"saidtheNightingale,"Iamnotafraid.""Ifyouwantaredrose,"saidtheTree,"youmustbuilditoutofmusicbymoonlight,andstainitwithyourownheart's-blood.Youmustsingtomewithyourbreastagainstathorn.Allnightlongyoumustsingtome,andthethornmustpierceyourheart,andyourlife-bloodmustflowintomyveins,andbecomemine.""Deathisagreatpricetopayforaredrose,"criedtheNightingale,"andLifeisverydeartoall.Itispleasanttositinthegreenwood,andtowatchtheSuninhischariotofgold,andtheMooninherchariotofpearl.Sweetisthescentofthehawthornofthehawthorn,andsweetarethebluebellsthathideinthevalley,andtheheatherthatblowsonthehill.YetLoveisbetterthanLife,andwhatistheheartofabirdcomparedtotheheartofaman?"Soshespreadherbrownwingsforflight,andsoaredintotheair.Shesweptoverthegardenlikeashadow,andlikeashadowshesailedthroughthegrove.TheyoungStudentwasstilllyingonthegrass,whereshehadlefthim,andthetearswerenotyetdryinhisbeautifuleyes."Behappy,"criedtheNightingale,"behappy;youshallhaveyourredrose.Iwillbuilditoutofmusicbymoonlight,andstainitwithmyownheart's-blood.AllthatIaskofyouinreturnisthatyouwillbeatruelover,forLoveiswiserthanPhilosophy,thoughsheiswise,andmightierthanPower,thoughheismighty.Flame-colouredarehiswings,andcolouredlikeflameishisbody.Hislipsaresweetashoney,andhisbreathislike frankincense."TheStudentlookedupfromthegrass,andlistened,buthecouldnotunderstandwhattheNightingalewassayingtohim,forheonlyknewthethingsthatarewrittendowninbooks.ButtheOak-treeunderstood,andfeltsad,forhewasveryfondofthelittleNightingalewhohadbuilthernestinhisbranches."Singmeonelastsong,"hewhispered;"Ishallfeelverylonelywhenyouaregone."SotheNightingalesangtotheOak-tree,andhervoicewaslikewaterbubblingfromasilverjar.WhenshehadfinishedhersongtheStudentgotup,andpulledanote-bookandalead-penciloutofhispocket."Shehasform,"hesaidtohimself,ashewalkedawaythroughthegrove-"thatcannotbedeniedtoher;buthasshegotfeeling?Iamafraidnot.Infact,sheislikemostartists;sheisallstyle,withoutanysincerity.Shewouldnotsacrificeherselfforothers.Shethinksmerelyofmusic,andeverybodyknowsthattheartsareselfish.Still,itmustbeadmittedthatshehassomebeautifulnotesinhervoice.Whatapityitisthattheydonotmeananything,ordoanypracticalgood."Andhewentintohisroom,andlaydownonhislittlepallet-bed,andbegantothinkofhislove;and,afteratime,hefellasleep.AndwhentheMoonshoneintheheavenstheNightingaleflewtotheRose-tree,andsetherbreastagainstthethorn.Allnightlongshesangwithherbreastagainstthethorn,andthecoldcrystalMoonleaneddownandlistened.Allnightlongshesang,andthethornwentdeeperanddeeperintoherbreast,andherlife-bloodebbedawayfromher.Shesangfirstofthebirthofloveintheheartofaboyandagirl.Andonthetop-mostsprayoftheRose-treethereblossomedamarvellousrose,petalfollowingpetal,assongfollowedsong.Palewasit,atfirst,asthemistthathangsovertheriver-paleasthefeetofthemorning,andsilverasthewingsofthedawn.Astheshadowofaroseinamirrorofsilver,astheshadowofaroseinawater-pool,sowastherosethatblossomedonthetop-mostsprayoftheTree.ButtheTreecriedtotheNightingaletopresscloseragainstthethorn."Presscloser,littleNightingale,"cried theTree,"ortheDaywillcomebeforetheroseisfinished."SotheNightingalepressedcloseragainstthethorn,andlouderandloudergrewhersong,forshesangofthebirthofpassioninthesoulofamanandamaid.Andadelicateflushofpinkcameintotheleavesoftherose,liketheflushinthefaceofthebridegroomwhenhekissesthelipsofthebride.Butthethornhadnotyetreachedherheart,sotherose'sheartremainedwhite,foronlyaNightingale'sheart's-bloodcan crimsontheheartofarose.AndtheTreecriedtotheNightingaletopresscloseragainstthethorn."Presscloser,littleNightingale,"cried theTree,"ortheDaywillcomebeforetheroseisfinished.SotheNightingalepressedcloseragainstthethorn,andthethorntouchedherheart,andafiercepangofpainshotthroughher.Bitter,bitterwasthepain,andwilderandwildergrewhersong,forshesangoftheLovethatisperfectedbyDeath,oftheLovethatdiesnotinthetomb.Andthemarvellousrosebecamecrimson,liketheroseoftheeasternsky.Crimsonwasthegirdleofpetals,andcrimsonasa rubywastheheart.ButtheNightingale'svoicegrewfainter,andherlittlewingsbegantobeat,andafilmcameoverhereyes.Fainterandfaintergrewhersong,andshefeltsomethingchokingherinherthroat.Thenshegaveonelastburstofmusic.ThewhiteMoonheardit, andsheforgotthedawn,andlingeredon inthesky.Theredroseheardit,andittrembledalloverwithecstasy,andopeneditspetalstothecoldmorningair. Echoboreittoherpurplecaverninthehills,andwokethesleeping shepherdsfromtheirdreams.Itfloatedthroughthereedsoftheriver,andtheycarrieditsmessagetothesea."Look,look!"criedtheTree,"theroseisfinishednow";buttheNightingalemadenoanswer,forshewaslyingdeadinthelonggrass,withthethorninherheart.AndatnoontheStudentopenedhiswindowandlookedout."Why,whatawonderfulpieceofluck!"hecried;"hereisaredrose!Ihaveneverseenanyroselikeitinallmylife.ItissobeautifulthatIamsureithasalongLatinname";andheleaneddownandpluckedit.Thenheputonhishat,andranuptothe Professor'shousewiththeroseinhishand.ThedaughteroftheProfessorwassittinginthedoorwaywinding bluesilkonareel,andherlittledogwaslyingatherfeet.56"YousaidthatyouwoulddancewithmeifIbroughtyouaredrose,"criedtheStudent."Hereisthereddestroseinalltheworld.Youwillwearittonightnextyourheart,andaswedancetogetheritwilltellyouhowIloveyou."Butthegirlfrowned."Iamafraiditwillnotgowithmydress,"sheanswered;"and,besides,theChamberlain'snephewhassentmesomerealjewels,andeverybodyknowsthatjewelscostfarmorethanflowers.""Well,uponmyword,youareveryungrateful,"saidtheStudentangrily;andhethrewtheroseintothestreet,whereitfellintothegutter,anda cart-wheelwentoverit."Ungrateful!"saidthegirl."Itellyouwhat,youareveryrude;and,afterall,whoareyou?OnlyaStudent.Why,Idon'tbelieveyouhaveevengotsilverbucklestoyourshoesastheChamberlain'snephewhas";andshegotupfromherchairandwentintothehouse."WhatasillythingLoveis,"saidtheStudentashewalkedaway."ItisnothalfasusefulasLogic,foritdoesnotproveanything,anditisalwaystellingoneofthingsthatarenotgoingtohappen,andmakingonebelievethingsthatarenottrue.Infact,itisquiteunpractical,and,asinthisagetobepracticaliseverything,IshallgobacktoPhilosophyandstudy Metaphysics."Sohereturnedtohisroomandpulledoutagreatdustybook,andbegantoread.夜莺与玫瑰奥斯卡•王尔德著,俊译“她说过,只要我送她红玫瑰,她便会当我的舞伴。 ”那个年轻人嗟怨着,“但整个花园中就独独少了那么一朵红玫瑰啊。”一只在栋树上筑巢起居的夜莺听到年轻人的嗟叹,好奇地从树叶缝里张看。年轻人继续叹道:“独独少了那么一朵红玫瑰!”泪水此刻充盈他双眼,“告诉我,所谓幸福,究竟是什么!读懂了孔孟之道,探讨过生与死的奥秘又如何?就是独独少了那么一朵红玫瑰,我的人生完全是悲哀的! ”“真正懂得去爱的人,看来我终于找到了, "夜莺自语,“为了找到明白爱之真缔的人,我夜夜高唱。就算我不知道去哪里寻,我还是为他高唱。每一晚每一晚,与星星对话,编造真爱的故事,为的是找到一个真正懂爱的人。现在,他就在这里。啊,乌黑的发丝,风信子一般的;啊,红润的嘴唇,红玫瑰一般的。然而看啊,他内心的炽热反倒让他的脸苍白无血色;他的忧伤感觉更使他眉梢紧锁。 ”“明天晚上,王子舞会上,”年轻人还是在自怨自艾,“我爱的人会如期前往。假使我送她红玫瑰,她便成了我一夜的舞伴;假使我送她红玫瑰,我便一手把她抱住,她也会把头落在我的肩上,她的手牵着我的手。不过,独独少了那么一朵红玫瑰,我只好一夜独坐,就算与她擦身而过,也只会失之交臂。心,很痛!”“他真正懂得爱情,”夜莺说,“爱情,是我所唱的主题,也正是他的苦恼;爱情,是我所喜悦的,也正是他的痛苦。啊,爱情,多么微妙的东西。绿宝石、猫眼石都不及它珍贵。珍珠、石榴石自然是换不来,它本身也没有市价。 商人自然没法出售,它本身也不能用金子去掂量。”“这时,乐师自然会各就各位,”年轻人说道,“他们的手指娴熟地拨弄着琴弦。就在竖琴与提琴奏出的乐声中,我爱的人翩翩起舞。她轻盈的舞步踏着音符在空中旋转, 身穿华丽服式的臣仆们将她围住。但我不能跟她起舞,只因独独少了一朵红玫瑰。 ”说罢,年轻人把自己埋在草地里,双手掩脸,低声饮泣。“那人怎么哭了?”不谙世事的蜥蜴问道,它把尾巴翘得高高的,从年轻人身旁走过。“嗯,怎么了?”一只蝴蝶说道,它正在日光下漫舞。“就是啊,怎么了?"一朵小雏菊反问那只小蜥蜴,那声音又甜又细。“他是因为一朵红玫瑰而抽泣。”夜莺答道。小蜥蜴和小雏菊听了很惊奇: “只是为了一朵红玫瑰?用不着吧! ”小蜥蜴这时笑得合不拢嘴。然而,夜莺完全明白年轻人伤心的缘故,她再也没说话了,静静地立在栋树枝上,思考着爱情的奥秘。突然,她张开褐黄色的双翅,在天空上滑翔。她扫过小花园,像风一般地;又像风一般地,她掠过小草丛。在草地的中央,立着一颗美丽的玫瑰树,夜莺看见它了,便飞到它的树枝上。“给我一朵红玫瑰,”夜莺嚷着,“我可以为你唱最甜美的歌。”玫瑰摇了摇头。“我的玫瑰是白色的,”那玫瑰树答道,“就像海里的白头浪一样白;比雪山上终年的积雪还要白。你去我的弟兄那里吧,它住在古老的日署广场那里,或许你会得到你想要的。 ”这样,夜莺就飞到日署广场上,找到了那里的玫瑰树。“给我一朵红玫瑰,”夜莺嚷着,“我可以为你唱最甜美的歌。”玫瑰摇了摇头。“我的玫瑰是黄色的,”那玫瑰树答道,“就像美人鱼秀发的颜色一样黄,她坐在琥珀宝座上,这种黄使她优雅;比草丛上盛开的水仙花还要黄, 割草人就是因为惊异于这种黄而用镰刀把它割走据为己有。你去我的弟兄那里吧,它住在一个年轻人房子的窗台下, 或许你会得到你想要的。”于是,夜莺又飞到年轻人房子的窗台下。“给我一朵红玫瑰,”夜莺嚷着,“我可以为你唱最甜美的歌。”玫瑰摇了摇头。“我的玫瑰是红色的,”那玫瑰树答道,“就像小鸽子的小爪一样红;比那深海中珊瑚扇还要红,它们靠着那种红在海洋的深处招摇。 可是在这种天里,寒冬正冻着我每处经脉,霜雪掐去了我每个花蕾,风暴又折断我的枝叶,看来这一年我也长不出一朵玫瑰来了。“我缺的仅仅是一朵红玫瑰啊,”夜莺又大嚷起来,“仅仅是一朵红玫瑰!一朵!就只一朵,没有任何办法吗!”“有……”玫瑰树又道,“一个办法,但……太恐怖了,我不好说……”“说啊!”夜莺道,“我受得住!”“你定要得到红玫瑰的话,”玫瑰树道,“你必要在月光下用你的歌声去成就它,而且,要用你的鲜血去染红它。你要给我唱歌,并同时把你的胸膛靠向我的一枝刺上。 你给我唱尽整晚的歌,我的刺将刺穿你的心房,吸走你的鲜血。你的血流经我每处经络,成了我的。 ”“死,为着换取一朵红玫瑰,是一个极大的代价啊! ”夜莺嗟叹道,“毫无疑问,生命要比什么都重要。生命是什么?它是绿林中闲适的快乐, 我们用这种快乐的心情来赞美金黄战车里太阳神的英姿,来欣赏深蓝画舫里月亮女神的美态; 它又是山楂飘来的香甜,甜得让我们想起山谷里的风铃草,想起小山丘上的石楠花。但是爱情,爱情及得上生命,而且,对于一颗懂爱的心,一只小鸟的生命又算是什么! ”于是,她张开褐黄色的双翅,在天空上滑翔。她扫过小花园,像风一般地;像风一般地,她又掠过小草丛。那失意的年轻人仍旧躺在原处,泪水仍旧在它双眸里淌着。“高兴点,”夜莺叫着,“高兴点吧,你会得到红玫瑰的。我将会在月光下用我甜美的歌声,用我身体的温血去成就它。我只希望你用你的真爱去报答我。啊,对!用你的真爱。在我看来,再精明的哲学、再伟大的力量,也敌不过真爱。啊,你懂得真爱,所以你的双臂是火辣辣的,火辣辣的还有你的真心;你的嘴唇甜似蜜饯,你的身体也香如膏药。 ”躺在草丛中的年轻人寻着叫声向上望,他不懂夜莺的吱喳,因为小鸟的叫声怎么也不能用人类的语言记下。然而栋树听得懂,并为此感到伤悲。栋树是非常喜欢这只栖息于他枝头上的夜莺的。“为我唱最后一次吧,”栋树说,“你要走了,我会很寂寞!”于是夜莺为栋树而高歌,声音犹如银器里汩汩翻滚的水体。夜莺把歌唱完,年轻人站了起来,并且从口袋中拿出一本记事本和一支铅笔来。“没错,她是有形体的,”他一边走出去,一边自言自语道, “那不能否认,但是,她有感觉吗?我想没有吧。事实上, 那夜莺就似大多数的艺术家, 有着个人风采,却没有一丝真诚。难道你会奢望她会舍生取义?哼! 她只会唱歌,只懂搞这个所谓艺术的东西。 谁都知道,艺术是一样多么自私的东西啊! 诚然,不得不承认刚才她唱出的歌声是何等的悦耳动听, 但那又如何呢?悦耳动听又代表了什么?难道可以改变世界吗?” 他走进自己的房子,躺倒在床上,开始思考他的爱情理论。不一会儿,由于太累了,他睡着了。另一边厢,月光照耀着整个天穹,夜莺飞到玫瑰树上,并把自己的胸膛对准了其中一枝玫瑰刺。一整夜,她唱着歌,胸膛逼近玫瑰刺;而冰冷又皎洁的月亮安静地听着。 一整夜,她唱着歌,玫瑰刺深入她的胸膛一一深入、深入一一越来越深入。然后,她的鲜血,一点一点,从她的身体里流走。作为序幕,她唱的是小男孩小女孩心中爱的萌芽。这时,在树的顶枝上出现了一朵玫瑰,一首接一首歌,一瓣接一瓣地奇迹一般地开出一一玫瑰一朵。这朵奇迹之花是苍白的。苍白得似小河上的一层雾气,苍白得似清早的脚步声一样轻, 苍白得似拂晓时天边的一层云影。然而,这朵奇迹之花一一在月亮银光的反照下, 在湖水的反映中一一的的确确在枝头开出了。这时,玫瑰树急忙对夜莺说道: “小夜莺啊,你要再靠近一点。你要赶在白天来临前成就你的玫瑰。”夜莺听罢便更深一点地压向玫瑰刺,她唱的歌也变得更加大声。这时,她唱的是青年男女的心灵之爱。接着,一种奇妙的粉红色出现在玫瑰花上,这样的粉红就像是新郎吻了新娘一下后脸上泛起的羞涩。但刺还没进入她的心房,奇迹之花的花心还是苍白的, 因为只有夜莺心房中的血才会把花心染成深红。因此,玫瑰树又急忙对夜莺说道: “小夜莺啊,你要再靠近一点。你要赶在白天来临前成就你的玫瑰。”夜莺听罢又更深一点地压向玫瑰刺。玫瑰刺终于触及她的心房。顿时她感到一阵疼痛,来得异常猛烈。痛,一阵一阵越来越痛;歌,一首一首越来越响。她正唱着用死去成就的伟大之爱,坟墓封不住的永恒之爱。奇迹之花,终于被染红了,红得像清晨时东方的天空。花托变
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