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the chimes-第10部分

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CHAPTER III … Third Quarter。



BLACK are the brooding clouds and troubled the deep waters; when 
the Sea of Thought; first heaving from a calm; gives up its Dead。  
Monsters uncouth and wild; arise in premature; imperfect 
resurrection; the several parts and shapes of different things are 
joined and mixed by chance; and when; and how; and by what 
wonderful degrees; each separates from each; and every sense and 
object of the mind resumes its usual form and lives again; no man … 
though every man is every day the casket of this type of the Great 
Mystery … can tell。

So; when and how the darkness of the night…black steeple changed to 
shining light; when and how the solitary tower was peopled with a 
myriad figures; when and how the whispered 'Haunt and hunt him;' 
breathing monotonously through his sleep or swoon; became a voice 
exclaiming in the waking ears of Trotty; 'Break his slumbers;' when 
and how he ceased to have a sluggish and confused idea that such 
things were; companioning a host of others that were not; there are 
no dates or means to tell。  But; awake and standing on his feet 
upon the boards where he had lately lain; he saw this Goblin Sight。

He saw the tower; whither his charmed footsteps had brought him; 
swarming with dwarf phantoms; spirits; elfin creatures of the 
Bells。  He saw them leaping; flying; dropping; pouring from the 
Bells without a pause。  He saw them; round him on the ground; above 
him; in the air; clambering from him; by the ropes below; looking 
down upon him; from the massive iron…girded beams; peeping in upon 
him; through the chinks and loopholes in the walls; spreading away 
and away from him in enlarging circles; as the water ripples give 
way to a huge stone that suddenly comes plashing in among them。  He 
saw them; of all aspects and all shapes。  He saw them ugly; 
handsome; crippled; exquisitely formed。  He saw them young; he saw 
them old; he saw them kind; he saw them cruel; he saw them merry; 
he saw them grim; he saw them dance; and heard them sing; he saw 
them tear their hair; and heard them howl。  He saw the air thick 
with them。  He saw them come and go; incessantly。  He saw them 
riding downward; soaring upward; sailing off afar; perching near at 
hand; all restless and all violently active。  Stone; and brick; and 
slate; and tile; became transparent to him as to them。  He saw them 
IN the houses; busy at the sleepers' beds。  He saw them soothing 
people in their dreams; he saw them beating them with knotted 
whips; he saw them yelling in their ears; he saw them playing 
softest music on their pillows; he saw them cheering some with the 
songs of birds and the perfume of flowers; he saw them flashing 
awful faces on the troubled rest of others; from enchanted mirrors 
which they carried in their hands。

He saw these creatures; not only among sleeping men but waking 
also; active in pursuits irreconcilable with one another; and 
possessing or assuming natures the most opposite。  He saw one 
buckling on innumerable wings to increase his speed; another 
loading himself with chains and weights; to retard his。  He saw 
some putting the hands of clocks forward; some putting the hands of 
clocks backward; some endeavouring to stop the clock entirely。  He 
saw them representing; here a marriage ceremony; there a funeral; 
in this chamber an election; in that a ball he saw; everywhere; 
restless and untiring motion。

Bewildered by the host of shifting and extraordinary figures; as 
well as by the uproar of the Bells; which all this while were 
ringing; Trotty clung to a wooden pillar for support; and turned 
his white face here and there; in mute and stunned astonishment。

As he gazed; the Chimes stopped。  Instantaneous change!  The whole 
swarm fainted! their forms collapsed; their speed deserted them; 
they sought to fly; but in the act of falling died and melted into 
air。  No fresh supply succeeded them。  One straggler leaped down 
pretty briskly from the surface of the Great Bell; and alighted on 
his feet; but he was dead and gone before he could turn round。  
Some few of the late company who had gambolled in the tower; 
remained there; spinning over and over a little longer; but these 
became at every turn more faint; and few; and feeble; and soon went 
the way of the rest。  The last of all was one small hunchback; who 
had got into an echoing corner; where he twirled and twirled; and 
floated by himself a long time; showing such perseverance; that at 
last he dwindled to a leg and even to a foot; before he finally 
retired; but he vanished in the end; and then the tower was silent。

Then and not before; did Trotty see in every Bell a bearded figure 
of the bulk and stature of the Bell … incomprehensibly; a figure 
and the Bell itself。  Gigantic; grave; and darkly watchful of him; 
as he stood rooted to the ground。

Mysterious and awful figures!  Resting on nothing; poised in the 
night air of the tower; with their draped and hooded heads merged 
in the dim roof; motionless and shadowy。  Shadowy and dark; 
although he saw them by some light belonging to themselves … none 
else was there … each with its muffled hand upon its goblin mouth。

He could not plunge down wildly through the opening in the floor; 
for all power of motion had deserted him。  Otherwise he would have 
done so … aye; would have thrown himself; headforemost; from the 
steeple…top; rather than have seen them watching him with eyes that 
would have waked and watched although the pupils had been taken 
out。

Again; again; the dread and terror of the lonely place; and of the 
wild and fearful night that reigned there; touched him like a 
spectral hand。  His distance from all help; the long; dark; 
winding; ghost…beleaguered way that lay between him and the earth 
on which men lived; his being high; high; high; up there; where it 
had made him dizzy to see the birds fly in the day; cut off from 
all good people; who at such an hour were safe at home and sleeping 
in their beds; all this struck coldly through him; not as a 
reflection but a bodily sensation。  Meantime his eyes and thoughts 
and fears; were fixed upon the watchful figures; which; rendered 
unlike any figures of this world by the deep gloom and shade 
enwrapping and enfolding them; as well as by their looks and forms 
and supernatural hovering above the floor; were nevertheless as 
plainly to be seen as were the stalwart oaken frames; cross…pieces; 
bars and beams; set up there to support the Bells。  These hemmed 
them; in a very forest of hewn timber; from the entanglements; 
intricacies; and depths of which; as from among the boughs of a 
dead wood blighted for their phantom use; they kept their darksome 
and unwinking watch。

A blast of air … how cold and shrill! … came moaning through the 
tower。  As it died away; the Great Bell; or the Goblin of the Great 
Bell; spoke。

'What visitor is this!' it said。  The voice was low and deep; and 
Trotty fancied that it sounded in the other figures as well。

'I thought my name was called by the Chimes!' said Trotty; raising 
his hands in an attitude of supplication。  'I hardly know why I am 
here; or how I came。  I have listened to the Chimes these many 
years。  They have cheered me often。'

'And you have thanked them?' said the Bell。

'A thousand times!' cried Trotty。

'How?'

'I am a poor man;' faltered Trotty; 'and could only thank them in 
words。'

'And always so?' inquired the Goblin of the Bell。  'Have you never 
done us wrong in words?'

'No!' cried Trotty eagerly。

'Never done us foul; and false; and wicked wrong; in words?' 
pursued the Goblin of the Bell。

Trotty was about to answer; 'Never!'  But he stopped; and was 
confused。

'The voice of Time;' said the Phantom; 'cries to man; Advance!  
Time is for his advancement and improvement; for his greater worth; 
his greater happiness; his better life; his progress onward to that 
goal within its knowledge and its view; and set there; in the 
period when Time and He began。  Ages of darkness; wickedness; and 
violence; have come and gone … millions uncountable; have suffered; 
lived; and died … to point the way before him。  Who seeks to turn 
him back; or stay him on his course; arrests a mighty engine which 
will strike the meddler dead; and be the fiercer and the wilder; 
ever; for its momentary check!'

'I never did so to my knowledge; sir;' said Trotty。  'It was quite 
by accident if I did。  I wouldn't go to do it; I'm sure。'

'Who puts into the mouth of Time; or of its servants;' said the 
Goblin of the Bell; 'a cry of lamentation for days which have had 
their trial and their failure; and have left deep traces of it 
which the blind may see … a cry that only serves the present time; 
by showing men how much it needs their help when any ears can 
listen to regrets for such a past … who does this; does a wrong。  
And you have done that wrong; to us; the Chimes。'

Trotty's first excess of fear was gone。  But he had felt tenderly 
and gratefully towards the Bells; as you have seen; and when he 
heard himself arraigned as one who had offended them so weightily; 
his heart was touched with penitence and grief。

'If you knew;' said Trotty; clasping his hands earnestly … 'or 
perhaps you do know … if you know how often you have kept me 
company; how often you have cheered me up when I've been low; how 
you were quite the plaything of my little daughter Meg (almost the 
only one she ever had) when first her mother died; and she and me 
were left alone; you won't bear malice for a hasty word!'

'Who hears in us; the Chimes; one note bespeaking disregard; or 
stern regard; of any hope; or joy; or pain; or sorrow; of the many…
sorrowed throng; who hears us make response to any creed that 
gauges human passions and affections; as it gauges the amount of 
miserable food on which humanity may pine and wither; does us 
wrong。  That wrong you have done us!' said the Bell。

'I have!' said Trotty。  'Oh forgive me!'

'Who hears us echo the dull vermin of the earth:  the Putters Down 
of crushed and broken natures; formed to be raised up higher than 
such maggots of the time c
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