小學(xué)英語安徒生童話系列（八）theBell_Deep鐘淵閱讀素材.docx

theBell-DeepbyHansChristianAndersen（1857）ING-DONG！ding-dong！“Itsoundsupfromthe”bell-deep“intheOdense-Au.EverychildintheoldtownofOdense，ontheislandofFunen，knowstheAu，whichwashesthegardensroundaboutthetown，andflowsonunderthewoodenbridgesfromthedamtothewater-mill.IntheAugrowtheyellowwater-liliesandbrownfeatheryreeds；thedarkvelvetyflaggrowsthere，highandthick；oldanddecayedwillows，slantingandtottering，hangfaroutoverthestreambesidethemonksmeadowandbythebleachingground；butoppositetherearegardensupongardens，eachdifferentfromtherest，somewithprettyflowersandbowerslikelittledollspleasuregrounds，oftendisplayingcabbageandotherkitchenplants；andhereandtherethegardenscannotbeseenatall，fortheGREateldertreesthatspreadthemselvesoutbythebank，andhangfaroutoverthestreamingwaters，whicharedeeperhereandtherethananoarcanfathom.Oppositetheoldnunneryisthedeepestplace，whichiscalledthe”bell-deep，“andtheredwellstheoldwaterspirit，the”Au-mann.“Thisspiritsleepsthroughthedaywhilethesunshinesdownuponthewater；butinstarryandmoonlitnightsheshowshimself.Heisveryold.Grandmothersaysthatshehasheardherowngrandmothertellofhim；heissaidtoleadasolitarylife，andtohavenobodywithwhomhecanconversesavethegreatoldchurchBell.OncetheBellhunginthechurchtower；butnowthereisnotraceleftofthetowerorofthechurch，whichwascalledSt.Albans.“Ding-dong！ding-dong！”soundedtheBell，whenthetowerstillstoodthere；andoneevening，whilethesunwassetting，andtheBellwasswingingawaybravely，itbrokelooseandcameflyingdownthroughtheair，thebrilliantmetalshiningintheruddybeam.“Ding-dong！ding-dong！NowIllretiretorest！”sangtheBell，andflewdownintotheOdense-Au，whereitisdeepest；andthatiswhytheplaceiscalledthe“bell-deep.”ButtheBellgotneitherrestnorsleep.DownintheAu-mannshauntitsoundsandrings，sothatthetonessometimespierceupwardthroughthewaters；andmanypeoplemaintainthatitsstrainsforebodethedeathofsomeone；butthatisnottrue，fortheBellisonlytalkingwiththeAu-mann，whoisnownolongeralone.AndwhatistheBelltelling？Itisold，veryold，aswehavealreadyobserved；itwastherelongbeforegrandmothersgrandmotherwasborn；andyetitisbutachildincomparisonwiththeAu-mann，whoisquiteanoldquietpersonage，anoddity，withhishoseofeel-skin，andhisscalyJacketwiththeyellowliliesforbuttons，andawreathofreedinhishairandseaweedinhisbeard；buthelooksveryprettyforallthat.WhattheBelltells？Torepeatitallwouldrequireyearsanddays；foryearbyyearitistellingtheoldstories，sometimesshortones，sometimeslongones，accordingtoitswhim；ittellsofoldtimes，ofthedarkhardtimes，thus：“InthechurchofSt.Alban，themonkhadmountedupintothetower.Hewasyoungandhandsome，butthoughtfulexceedingly.HelookedthroughtheloopholeoutupontheOdense-Au，whenthebedofthewaterwasyetbroad，andthemonksmeadowwasstillalake.Helookedoutoverit，andovertherampart，andoverthenunshillopposite，wheretheconventlay，andthelightgleamedforthfromthenunscell.Hehadknownthenunrightwell，andhethoughtofher，andhisheartbeatquickerashethought.Ding-dong！ding-dong！”Yes，thiswasthestorytheBelltold.“Intothetowercamealsothedapperman-servantofthebishop；andwhenI，theBell，whoammadeofmetal，ranghardandloud，andswungtoandfro，Imighthavebeatenouthisbrains.Hesatdowncloseunderme，andplayedwithtwolittlesticksasiftheyhadbeenastringedinstrument；andhesangtoit.NowImaysingitoutaloud，thoughatothertimesImaynotwhisperit.Imaysingofeverythingthatiskeptconcealedbehindlockandbars.Yonderitiscoldandwet.Theratsareeatingherupalive！Nobodyknowsofit！Nobodyhearsofit！Notevennow，forthebellisringingandsingingitsloudDing-dong，ding-dong！“therewasaKinginthosedays.TheycalledhimCanute.Hebowedhimselfbeforebishopandmonk；butwhenheoffendedthefreepeasantswithheavytaxesandhardwords，theyseizedtheirweaponsandputhimtoflightlikeawildbeast.Hesoughtshelterinthechurch，andshutgateanddoorbehindhim.Theviolentbandsurroundedthechurch；Iheardtellofit.Thecrows，ravensandmagpiesstartedupinterrorattheyellingandshoutingthatsoundedaround.Theyflewintothetowerandoutagain，theylookeddownuponthethrongbelow，andtheyalsolookedintothewindowsofthechurch，andscreamedoutaloudwhattheysawthere.KingCanutekneltbeforethealtarinprayer；hisbrothersEricandBenedictstoodbyhimasaguardwithdrawnswords；buttheKingsservant，thetreacherousBlake，betrayedhismaster.ThethronginfrontofthechurchknewwheretheycouldhittheKing，andoneofthemflungastonethroughapaneofglass，andtheKinglaytheredead！Thecriesandscreamsofthesavagehordeandofthebirdssoundedthroughtheair，andIjoinedinitalso；forIsangDing-dong！ding-dong！“thechurchbellhangshigh，andlooksfararound，andseesthebirdsaroundit，andunderstandstheirlanguage.Thewindroarsinuponitthroughwindowsandloopholes；andthewindknowseverything，forhegetsitfromtheair，whichencirclesallthings，andthechurchbellunderstandshistongue，andringsitoutintotheworld，Ding-dong！ding-dong！“Butitwastoomuchformetohearandtoknow；Iwasnotableanylongertoringitout.Ibecamesotired，soheavy，thatthebeambroke，andIflewoutintothegleamingAu，wherethewaterisdeepest，andwheretheAu-mannlives，solitaryandalone；andyearbyyearItellhimwhatIhaveheardandwhatIknow.Ding-dong！ding-dong”Thusitsoundscomplaininglyoutofthebell-deepintheOdense-Au.Thatiswhatgrandmothertoldus.Buttheschoolmastersaysthattherewasnotanybellthatrungdownthere，forthatitcouldnotdoso；andthatnoAu-manndweltyonder，fortherewasnoAu-mannatall！Andwhenalltheotherchurchbellsaresoundingsweetly，hesaysthatitisnotreallythebellsthataresounding，butthatitistheairitselfwhichsendsforththenotes；andgrandmothersaidtousthattheBellitselfsaiditwastheairwhotoldittohim，consequentlytheyareaGREedonthatpoint，andthismuchissure.“Becautious，cautious，andtakegoodheedtothyself，”theybothsay.theairknowseverything.Itisaroundus，itisinus，ittalksofourthoughtsandofourdeeds，anditspeakslongerofthemthandoestheBelldowninthedepthsoftheOdense-AuwheretheAu-manndwells.Itringsitoutinthevaultofheaven，far，farout，foreverandever，tilltheheavenbellssound“Ding-dong！ding-dong！”“叮噹！叮噹！”奧登斯鐘淵那邊傳來了清脆的聲音是一條甚么樣的河？奧登斯城的孩子們個個都知道，它繞著花園流過，從木橋下邊，經(jīng)過水閘流到水磨。河里生長著黃色的水浮蓮，帶棕色絨毛的蘆葦，像絨一樣的深褐色香蒲，又高又大；老朽綻裂的柳樹，搖搖晃晃，歪歪扭扭，枝葉垂到水面修道院沼澤這邊，垂到漂洗人的草地1旁邊。但是正對面卻是一個挨著一個的花園，花園與花園又各不相同。有的有盛開的美麗花朵和供乘涼的亭子，整潔漂亮，就像玩具娃娃的小屋。有的園子里又全是白菜、青菜，或者根本就看不見園子，一大片接骨木叢的枝葉垂著蓋住了流水，有些很深的河段，用槳都夠不著底。老修女庵的外面最深，這地方叫做鐘淵，河爺爺就住在那底下；白天太陽穿過水面射來的時候他睡大覺，到了月明星稀的夜里，他便出來了。他已經(jīng)很老很老了；外祖母說，她從她的外祖母那兒就聽說過他，他過著孤寂的生活，除了那口古老的大鐘之外，連個和他說話的人都沒有。那鐘一度曾經(jīng)掛在教堂頂上，現(xiàn)在，那座被叫做圣阿爾巴尼的教堂以及那鐘塔，都已經(jīng)不見蹤影了?！岸帲《?！”，鐘塔還在的時候，鐘就這樣響。有一天傍晚，太陽落下去的時候，鐘搖晃得厲害極了，掙斷了索子，穿過天空飛了出去；那亮閃閃的鐵在猩紅的晚霞中十分耀眼?！岸?！叮噹！現(xiàn)在我要去睡覺了！”鐘唱著，飛到了奧登斯河，落進了最深的河段，那塊地方因此便被稱做鐘淵?？墒窃谀莾核]有入睡，沒有能得到休息。在河爺爺那里它仍在鳴響，這樣，上面的許多人聽到水下傳來的鐘聲時，便說，這意思是有人要死掉了?？墒牵Q響并不是因為那個，不是的，是為了給河爺爺講故事。河爺爺現(xiàn)在不再寂寞了。鐘講些甚么呢？它老極了，老極了。有人說，外祖母的外祖母出生前許久許久就有它了。但是，按年齡，它在河爺爺面前還只不過是個孩子。河爺爺很老很老，安詳、奇怪。他穿的是鰻魚皮做的褲子，有鱗的魚皮做的上衣。衣服上綴著黃色水浮蓮的鈕子，頭發(fā)里有葦子，胡須上有浮萍，實在不好看。鐘講了些甚么，要花整整一年才能重講一遍。它總是滔滔不絕，常常在講同一件事，一時長、一時短，全看它高興。它講古時候，講艱難的世道，講愚昧黑暗的時代?！笆グ柊湍峤烫媚强阽姂以阽娝?，一位年輕英俊的修士爬上去了，他不像別人，他沉思著。他從鐘樓空窗洞朝奧登斯河那邊望去，那時河面很寬，沼澤還是湖，他朝那邊望去，望著那綠色的護堤墻，望著那邊的那”修女壩子“，那兒有個修女庵，從庵里修女住的那間屋子的窗口透出了亮光。他先前對她很熟悉他常常憶起往事，他的心因此便跳得特別厲害，叮噹！叮噹！”是的，鐘講的就是這樣的東西?！爸鹘痰纳灯腿藖淼搅绥娝?，在我，也就是用鐵鑄成的又硬又重的鐘，在搖晃的時候，我本可以砸碎他的前額。他緊靠我坐下，手中玩著兩根簽子，好像是帶弦的琴。他還一面唱：”現(xiàn)在我敢放聲高唱，唱那些平時我連哼都不敢哼的事，唱出鎖在鐵柵后面的一件件往事，那里又冷又潮濕，老鼠把有的人活活吃掉！這事誰也不知道，誰也沒有聽到過！現(xiàn)在也沒有聽到。因為鐵鐘在高聲鳴唱，叮噹！叮噹！“”從前有一位國王，人們稱他為克魯茲，他對主教和修士恭敬萬分?？墒钱?dāng)他用過份沉重的賦稅壓搾汶蘇塞爾一帶的人民，用過份粗暴的語言辱罵他們的時候，他們拿起武器和棍棒反抗了，把他像趕野獸一樣趕走。他溜進了教堂，緊緊關(guān)上門窗。憤怒的人群圍在外面，我聽到：鵲、烏鴉，還加上寒鴉都被叫聲喊聲嚇壞了；它們飛進鐘塔，又飛出鐘塔。它們看著下面的人群，也透過教堂的窗子朝里面望，高聲地叫著它們看到了甚么?？唆斊潎豕蛟诩缐岸\告，他的兩位兄弟艾立克2和班尼迪克特3持著出鞘的劍在保衛(wèi)他。但是國王的仆人，那個不忠於他的布萊克4卻出賣了自己的主人。外面的人知道可以在哪里擊中他，有一個人朝窗子投進一塊石頭，國