Civilization: Tales of the Orient

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Doran, 1919 - 267 頁
 

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第 210 頁 - IndoChina, and over the other way was the coast of Malay. Neighborly, but not too near. He would always feel that he could get away when he was ready, what with so much traffic through the gulf, and the native boats now and then. He was mistaken about the traffic, but I did not tell him so. I knew where he was and could watch him. I placed a cross on the chart, on his island, so that I might know where I had left him ; and I promised myself to call upon him from time to time, to see when he would...
第 214 頁 - ... angry. He resented his captivity, chafed at his being limited like that, did not understand how it had come about. It had come about through love, through sheer sheltering love. She had placed a crystal cup above him to keep him safe, and he had sat safe beneath it all these years, fearing to stir, because she liked him so. " It came to a choice at last : his life of happiness with her or his work. Poor fool, to have made the choice at that late day! So he broke his wine-glass...
第 210 頁 - The captain spread a chart upon the table. "Six degrees north latitude," he remarked, "ten thousand miles from " "Greenwich," supplied the passenger, anxious to show that he knew. "From her," corrected the captain. "He told me about her a little. I added the rest from what he omitted. It all happened a long time ago, which was the bother of it. And because it had taken place so long ago, and had endured for so long a time, it made it more difficult for him to recover himself again. Do you think people...
第 212 頁 - Did n't mean to, but did ; cut his genius down to the root. Said his beginning fame was quite enough for her, for her friends, for the society into which she took him. They all praised him without understanding how great he was or considering his future. They took him at her valuation, which was great enough. But she thought he had achieved the summit ; did not know, you see, that there was anything more. "He was so sure of himself, too, during those first few years, young and confident, aware of...
第 11 頁 - ... hours it offered him nothing at all. You will see from this that he was a very limited person, incapable of expansion. Now, as a rule, life in the far East does not have this effect upon young men. It is generally stimulating and exciting even to the most unimaginative, while the novelty of it, with the utter freedom and lack of restraint and absence of conventional public opinion, is such that usually within a very short time one becomes unfitted to return to a more formal society. In the old...
第 213 頁 - ... producing restlessness. He shifted himself within his space, and grew aware of limitations. From without came the voices, insistent, asking what he was doing now. Meaning what thing was he writing now; for a long time had passed since he had written that which called forth the praise of men. There came to him within his wine-glass, these demands from the outside. Therefore he grew very uneasy and tried to rise, and just then it was that he began to feel how close the crystal walls surrounded...
第 24 頁 - ... answer the call of the blood! Why had he never thought of it? For days afterward he went about in a dream of excitement, his soul dwelling on lofty heights. He asked to be released from his position, and his request was granted. The manager shook hands with him and wished him luck. His brotherclerks nodded to him on the day of his departure and wished him a good voyage. They did not shake hands with him and were not enthusiastic, as he hoped they would be. His spirits were a little dashed by...
第 215 頁 - That parting was long ago. He could not regain himself. After his failure along the paths of his youth, his garrets and studios, he tried to recover his genius by visiting again all the parts of the world he had visited with her. Only this time, humbly. Standing on the outside of palaces and embassies, recollecting the times when he had been a guest within. Rubbing shoulders with the crowd outside, shabby, poor, a derelict. Seeking always to recover that lost thing. " And he was getting so impatient...
第 217 頁 - d sobbed all' night. Somehow I think it was not for the gift he 'd lost, but for her. "But he says over and over again that it is the right spot, the very right place in the world for such as he. Told me that I must not mind seeing him so lonely, so apparently depressed. That it was nothing. Just the Tropics, and being so far away, and perhaps thinking a little too much of things that did not concern his work.
第 216 頁 - But it could not be done. He could not work. Somewhere in the world, he told me, was a spot where he could work, . . . Where there were no memories. Somewhere in the seven seas lay the place. He would know it when he saw it. After so many years of exclusion, he was certain he would feel the atmosphere of the place where he could work. And there he would stay till he finished, till he produced the big thing that was in him. Thus, regilded. he would return to her again. One more effort, once...

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