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安徒生童话THEGARDENOFPARADISE
1872
FAIRYTALESOFHANSCHRISTIANANDERSEN
THEGARDENOFPARADISE
byHansChristianAndersen
THEREwasonceaking'ssonwhohadalargerandmorebeautiful
collectionofbooksthananyoneelseintheworld,andfullof
splendidcopper-plateengravings.Hecouldreadandobtaininformation
respectingeverypeopleofeveryland;butnotawordcouldhefindto
explainthesituationofthegardenofparadise,andthiswasjust
whathemostwishedtoknow.Hisgrandmotherhadtoldhimwhenhe
wasquitealittleboy,justoldenoughtogotoschool,thateach
flowerinthegardenofparadisewasasweetcake,thatthepistils
werefullofrichwine,thatononeflowerhistorywaswritten,on
anothergeographyortables;sothosewhowishedtolearntheir
lessonshadonlytoeatsomeofthecakes,andthemoretheyate,
themorehistory,geography,ortablestheyknew.Hebelieveditall
then;butashegrewolder,andlearntmoreandmore,hebecamewise
enoughtounderstandthatthesplendorofthegardenofparadise
mustbeverydifferenttoallthis."Oh,whydidEvepluckthefruit
fromthetreeofknowledge?
whydidAdameattheforbiddenfruit?
"
thoughttheking'sson:
"ifIhadbeenthereitwouldneverhave
happened,andtherewouldhavebeennosinintheworld."Thegarden
ofparadiseoccupiedallhisthoughtstillhereachedhis
seventeenthyear.
Onedayhewaswalkingaloneinthewood,whichwashisgreatest
pleasure,wheneveningcameon.Thecloudsgathered,andtherain
poureddownasiftheskyhadbeenawaterspout;anditwasasdarkas
thebottomofawellatmidnight;sometimesheslippedoverthesmooth
grass,orfelloverstonesthatprojectedoutoftherockyground.
Everythingwasdrippingwithmoisture,andthepoorprincehadnot
adrythreadabouthim.Hewasobligedatlasttoclimbovergreat
blocksofstone,withwaterspurtingfromthethickmoss.Hebegan
tofeelquitefaint,whenheheardamostsingularrushingnoise,
andsawbeforehimalargecave,fromwhichcameablazeoflight.
Inthemiddleofthecaveanimmensefirewasburning,andanoble
stag,withitsbranchinghorns,wasplacedonaspitbetweenthe
trunksoftwopine-trees.Itwasturningslowlybeforethefire,and
anelderlywoman,aslargeandstrongasifshehadbeenamanin
disguise,satby,throwingonepieceofwoodafteranotherintothe
flames.
"Comein,"shesaidtotheprince;"sitdownbythefireanddry
yourself."
"Thereisagreatdraughthere,"saidtheprince,asheseated
himselfontheground.
"Itwillbeworsewhenmysonscomehome,"repliedthewoman;"you
arenowinthecavernoftheWinds,andmysonsarethefourWinds
ofheaven:
canyouunderstandthat?
"
"Whereareyoursons?
"askedtheprince.
"Itisdifficulttoanswerstupidquestions,"saidthewoman.
"Mysonshaveplentyofbusinessonhand;theyareplayingat
shuttlecockwiththecloudsupyonderintheking'shall,"andshe
pointedupwards.
"Oh,indeed,"saidtheprince;"butyouspeakmoreroughlyand
harshlyandarenotsogentleasthewomenIamusedto."
"Yes,thatisbecausetheyhavenothingelsetodo;butIam
obligedtobeharsh,tokeepmyboysinorder,andIcandoit,
althoughtheyaresohead-strong.Doyouseethosefoursacks
hangingonthewall?
Well,theyarejustasmuchafraidofthose
sacks,asyouusedtobeoftheratbehindthelooking-glass.Ican
bendtheboystogether,andputtheminthesackswithoutany
resistanceontheirparts,Icantellyou.Theretheystay,anddare
notattempttocomeoutuntilIallowthemtodoso.Andherecomes
oneofthem."
ItwastheNorthWindwhocamein,bringingwithhimacold,
piercingblast;largehailstonesrattledonthefloor,and
snowflakeswerescatteredaroundinalldirections.Heworeabearskin
dressandcloak.Hissealskincapwasdrawnoverhisears,long
icicleshungfromhisbeard,andonehailstoneafteranotherrolled
fromthecollarofhisjacket.
"Don'tgotoonearthefire,"saidtheprince,"oryourhands
andfacewillbefrost-bitten."
"Frost-bitten!
"saidtheNorthWind,withaloudlaugh;"whyfrost
ismygreatestdelight.Whatsortofalittlesnipareyou,andhow
didyoufindyourwaytothecavernoftheWinds?
"
"Heismyguest,"saidtheoldwoman,"andifyouarenot
satisfiedwiththatexplanationyoucangointothesack.Doyou
understandme?
"
Thatsettledthematter.SotheNorthWindbegantorelatehis
adventures,whencehecame,andwherehehadbeenforawholemonth.
"Icomefromthepolarseas,"hesaid;"IhavebeenontheBear's
IslandwiththeRussianwalrus-hunters.Isatandsleptatthehelmof
theirship,astheysailedawayfromNorthCape.SometimeswhenI
woke,thestorm-birdswouldflyaboutmylegs.Theyarecuriousbirds;
theygiveoneflapwiththeirwings,andthenontheiroutstretched
pinionssoarfaraway.
"Don'tmakesuchalongstoryofit,"saidthemotherofthe
winds;"whatsortofaplaceisBear'sIsland?
"
"Averybeautifulplace,withafloorfordancingassmoothand
flatasaplate.Half-meltedsnow,partlycoveredwithmoss,sharp
stones,andskeletonsofwalrusesandpolar-bears,lieallabout,
theirgiganticlimbsinastateofgreendecay.Itwouldseemasif
thesunnevershonethere.Iblewgently,toclearawaythemist,
andthenIsawalittlehut,whichhadbeenbuiltfromthewoodofa
wreck,andwascoveredwiththeskinsofthewalrus,thefleshyside
outwards;itlookedgreenandred,andontheroofsatagrowling
bear.ThenIwenttotheseashore,tolookafterbirds'nests,and
sawtheunfledgednestlingsopeningtheirmouthsandscreamingfor
food.Iblewintothethousandlittlethroats,andquicklystopped
theirscreaming.Fartheronwerethewalruseswithpig'sheads,and
teethayardlong,rollingaboutlikegreatworms.
"Yourelateyouradventuresverywell,myson,"saidthemother,
"itmakesmymouthwatertohearyou.
"Afterthat,"continuedtheNorthWind,"thehuntingcommenced.
Theharpoonwasflungintothebreastofthewalrus,sothatasmoking
streamofbloodspurtedforthlikeafountain,andbesprinkledthe
ice.ThenIthoughtofmyowngame;Ibegantoblow,andsetmyown
ships,thegreaticebergssailing,sothattheymightcrushtheboats.
Oh,howthesailorshowledandcriedout!
butIhowledlouderthan
they.Theywereobligedtounloadtheircargo,andthrowtheir
chestsandthedeadwalrusesontheice.ThenIsprinkledsnowover
them,andleftthemintheircrushedboatstodriftsouthward,and
totastesaltwater.TheywillneverreturntoBear'sIsland."
"Soyouhavedonemischief,"saidthemotheroftheWinds.
"IshallleaveotherstotellthegoodIhavedone,"hereplied.
"ButherecomesmybrotherfromtheWest;Ilikehimbestofall,
forhehasthesmelloftheseaabouthim,andbringsinacold,fresh
airasheenters."
"IsthatthelittleZephyr?
"askedtheprince.
"Yes,itisthelittleZephyr,"saidtheoldwoman;"butheisnot
littlenow.Inyearsgonebyhewasabeautifulboy;nowthatisall
past."
Hecamein,lookinglikeawildman,andheworeaslouchedhatto
protecthisheadfrominjury.Inhishandhecarriedaclub,cut
fromamahoganytreeintheAmericanforests,notatrifletocarry.
"Whencedoyoucome?
"askedthemother.
"Icomefromthewildsoftheforests,wherethethornybrambles
formthickhedgesbetweenthetrees;wherethewater-snakeliesinthe
wetgrass,andmankindseemtobeunknown."
"Whatwereyoudoingthere?
"
"Ilookedintothedeepriver,andsawitrushingdownfromthe
rocks.Thewaterdropsmountedtothecloudsandglitteredinthe
rainbow.Isawthewildbuffaloswimmingintheriver,butthe
strongtidecarriedhimawayamidstaflockofwildducks,which
flewintotheairasthewatersdashedonwards,leavingthebuffaloto
behurledoverthewaterfall.Thispleasedme;soIraisedastorm,
whichrootedupoldtrees,andsentthemfloatingdowntheriver."
"Andwhatelsehaveyoudone?
"askedtheoldwoman.
"Ihaverushedwildlyacrossthesavannahs;Ihavestrokedthe
wildhorses,andshakenthecocoa-nutsfromthetrees.Yes,Ihave
manystoriestorelate;butIneednottelleverythingIknow.You
knowitallverywell,don'tyou,oldlady?
"Andhekissedhis
mothersoroughly,thatshenearlyfellbackwards.Oh,hewas,indeed,
awildfellow.
NowincametheSouthWind,withaturbanandaflowingBedouin
cloak.
"Howcolditishere!
"saidhe,throwingmorewoodonthefire.
"ItiseasytofeelthattheNorthWindhasarrivedherebeforeme."
"Whyitishotenoughheretoroastabear,"saidtheNorthWind.
"Youareabearyourself,"saidtheother.
"Doyouwanttobeputinthesack,bothofyou?
"saidtheold
woman."Sitdown,now,onthatstone,yonder,andtellmewhereyou
havebeen."
"InAfrica,mother.IwentoutwiththeHottentots,whowere
lion-huntingintheKaffirland,wheretheplainsarecoveredwith
grassthecolorofagreenolive;andhereIranraceswiththe
ostrich,butIsoonoutstrippedhiminswiftness.AtlastIcameto
thedesert,inwhichliethegoldensands,lookinglikethebottom
ofthesea.HereImetacaravan,andthetravellershadjustkilled
theirlastcamel,toobtainwater;therewasverylittleforthem,and
theycontinuedtheirpainfuljourneybeneaththeburningsun,andover
thehotsands,whichstretchedbeforethemavast,boundlessdesert.
ThenIrolledmyselfintheloosesand,andwhirleditinburning
columnsovertheirheads.Thedromedarysstoodstillinterror,
whilethemerchantsdrewtheircaftansovertheirheads,andthrew
themselvesonthegroundbeforeme,astheydobeforeAllah,their
god.ThenIburied
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