高中英语 校本教程远大前程文学赏析无答案.docx
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高中英语校本教程远大前程文学赏析无答案
英语名著名篇阅读
GreatExpectations
【作品简介】
故事发生在十九世纪的英国。
孤儿皮普父母双亡,和姐姐、姐夫生活在一起。
圣诞节前,皮普到墓地去悼念父母,遇到了逃犯马格威奇。
皮普为他拿来了食物充饥,令马格威奇非常感动,但最后他还是被警察带走了。
圣诞过后,皮普被邀请到村里最富有的哈维沙姆小姐家做客,遇到了哈维汉姆小姐收养的女孩埃斯特拉,从此便一发不可收拾地爱上了她。
但埃斯特拉是个傲慢又刻薄的女孩,根本不把皮普放在眼里。
这令皮普很伤心,他暗自下决心要成为一名绅士好让埃斯特拉不再歧视自己。
机会终于在几年后来了,一位不愿透露姓名的人愿意资助皮普到伦敦去过上流社会的生活。
皮普满心欢喜地来到伦敦,学习如何成为一名真正的绅士。
然而命运并不如皮普所希望的那样:
已长得亭亭玉立的少女埃斯特拉从国外学习归来后,穿梭于许多男人之间,并选择了其中一个恶棍成为她的丈夫;多年来资助皮普的人终于出现了,竟然是多年前被皮普搭救过的逃犯马格威奇,最终他被警察抓住,死在了监狱,赠给皮普的遗产也被充公。
皮普的“远大前程”化为泡影。
Pipmeetsastranger
MyfirstnamewasPhilip,butwhenIwasasmallchildIcouldonlymanagetosayPip.SoPipwaswhateverybodycalledme.IlivedinasmallvillageinEssexwithmysister,whowasovertwentyyearsolderthanme,andmarriedtoJoeGargery,thevillageblacksmith.MyparentshaddiedwhenIwasababy,soIcouldnotrememberthematall,butquiteoftenIusedtovisitthechurchyard,aboutamilefromthevillage,tolookattheirnamesontheirgravestones.
Myfirstmemoryisofsittingonagravestoneinthatchurchyardonecold,grey,Decemberafternoon,lookingoutatthedark,flat,wildmarshesdividedbytheblacklineoftheRiverThames,andlisteningtotherushingsoundoftheseainthedistance.
Don'tsayaword!
’criedaterriblevoice,asamanjumpedupfromamongthegravesandcaughtholdofme.‘IfyoushoutI'llcutyourthroat!
’Hewasabigman,dressedallingrey,withanironchainonhisleg.Hisclotheswerewetandtorn.Helookedexhausted,andhungry,andveryfierce.Ihadneverbeensofrightenedinmywholelife.
‘Tellmeyourname,boy!
Quick!
’hesaid,stillholdingme.‘Andshowmewhereyoulive!
’
‘Myname'sPip,sir.AndIliveinthevillageoverthere.’
Hepickedmeupandturnedmeupsidedown.Nothingfelloutofmypocketexceptapieceofoldbread.Heateitintwobites,likeadog,andputmebackonthegravestone.
‘Sowhereareyourfatherandmother?
’heasked.
‘There,sir,’Ianswered,pointingtotheirgraves.
‘What!
’hecried,andwasabouttorun,whenhesawwhereIwaspointing.‘Oh!
’hesaid.‘Isee.They'redead.Well,whodoyoulivewith,ifIletyoulive,whichIhaven'tdecidedyet?
’
‘Withmysister,sir,wifeofJoeGargery,theblacksmith.’
Blacksmith,yousay?
Andhelookeddownathisleg.Thenheheldmebybotharmsandstaredfiercelydownintomyeyes.
‘Nowlookhere.Youbringmeafile.Youknowwhatthatis?
Andyoubringmesomefood.Ifyoudon't,orifyoutellanyoneaboutme,I'llcutyourheartout.’
‘IpromiseI'lldoit,sir,’Ianswered.Iwasbadlyfrightenedandmywholebodywastrembling.
‘Yousee,’hecontinued,smilingunpleasantly,‘Itravelwithayoungman,afriendofmine,whoroastsboys’heartsandeatsthem.He'llfindyou,whereveryouare,andhe'llhaveyourheart.Sobringthefileandthefoodtothatwoodenshelteroverthere,earlytomorrowmorning,ifyouwanttokeepyourheart,thatisRemember,youpromised!
’
Iwatchedhimturnandwalkwithdifficultyacrossthemarshes,thechainhangingclumsilyaroundhisleg.ThenIranhomeasfastasIcould.
Mysister,MrsJoeGargery,wasveryproudofthefactthatshehadbroughtmeup‘byhand’.Nobodyexplainedtomewhatthismeant,andbecauseshehadahardandheavyhand,whichsheusedfreelyonherhusbandaswellasme,IsupposedthatJoeandIwerebothbroughtupbyhand.Shewasnotabeautifulwoman,beingtallandthin,withblackhairandeyesandaveryredface.SheclearlyfeltthatJoeandIcausedheralotoftrouble,andshefrequentlycomplainedaboutit.Joe,ontheotherhand,wasagentle,kindmanwithfairhairandweakblueeyes,whoquietlyacceptedherscolding.
BecauseJoeandIwereinthesamepositionofbeingscoldedbyMrsJoe,weweregoodfriends,andJoeprotectedmefromherangerwheneverhecould.SowhenIranbreathlessintothekitchen,hegavemeafriendlywarning.‘She'soutlookingforyou,Pip!
Andshe'sgotthestickwithher!
’Thisstickhadbeenusedsooftenforbeatingmethatitwasnowquitesmooth.
JustthenMrsJoerushedin.
‘Wherehaveyoubeen,youyoungmonkey?
’sheshouted.IjumpedbehindJoetoavoidbeinghitwiththestick.
‘Onlytothechurchyard,’Iwhispered,startingtocry.
‘Churchyard!
IfIhadn'tbroughtyouup,you'dbeinthechurchyardwithourparents.You'llsendmetothechurch-yardoneday!
Nowletmegetyoursupperready,bothofyou!
’
Fortherestoftheevening,Ithoughtofnothingbutthestrangeronthemarshes.Sometimes,asthewindblewroundthehouse,IimaginedIheardhisvoiceoutside,andIthoughtwithhorroroftheyoungmanwhoateboys’hearts.
JustbeforeIwenttobed,weheardthesoundofabiggunonthemarshes.‘Wasthatagun,Joe?
’Iasked.
‘Ah!
’saidJoe.‘Anotherconvict'sescaped.Onegotawaylastnight.Theyalwaysfirethegunwhenoneescapes.’
‘Whofiresthegun?
’Iasked.Joeshookhisheadtowarnme.
‘Toomanyquestions,’frownedmysister.‘Ifyoumustknowit'sthemenintheprison-shipswhofirethegun.’
‘Iwonderwhoisputintoprison-ships,andwhy?
’Iasked,inageneralway,quietlydesperatetoknowtheanswer.
ThiswastoomuchforMrsJoe.‘Listen,myboy,Ididn'tbringyouupbyhandtoannoypeopletodeath!
Thereareshipsontheriverwhichareusedasprisons.Peoplewhostealandmurderareputintheprison-ships,andtheystaythereforyearssometimes.Andtheyalwaysbegintheirlifeofcrimebyaskingtoomanyquestions!
Now,gotobed!
’
Icouldnotsleepatallthatnight.Iwasinterrorofthemanwiththeironchain,Iwasinterrorofmysister,whowouldsoondiscoverIhadstolenherfood.Assoonastherewasalittlelightintheskyoutsidemywindow,Igotupandwentquietlydowntothekitchen.Istolesomebread,cheeseandabigmeatpie,hopingthat,astherewasalotoffoodreadyforChristmas,nobodywouldnoticewhatwasmissing.Ididnotdaretakethewholebrandybottle,soIpouredsomeintoasmallerbottletotakeawaywithme.ThenIfilledupthebrandybottlewithwhatIthoughtwaswaterfromabigbrownbottle.ItookafilefromJoe'sboxoftools,andranoutontothedarkmarshes.
ThemistwassothickthatIcouldnotseeanything.Al-thoughIknewmywaytotheshelterverywell,Ialmostgotlostthistime.IwasnearitwhenIsawamansittingontheground,halfasleep.Iwentupandtouchedhisshoulder.Hejumpedup,anditwasthewrongman!
Hewasdressedingrey,too,andhadanironchainonhisleg.Heranawayintothemist.
‘It'stheyoungman!
’Ithought,feelingapaininmyheart.
WhenIarrivedattheshelter,Ifoundtherightman.HelookedsocoldandhungrythatIfeltsorryforhim.Tremblingviolentlyheswallowedthebrandyandatethefoodlikeahuntedanimal,lookingaroundhimallthetimefordanger.
‘You'resureyoudidn'ttellanyone?
Orbringanyone?
’
‘No,sir.I'mgladyou'reenjoyingthefood,sir.’
‘Thankyou,myboy.You'vebeengoodtoapoorman.’
‘ButI'mafraidtherewon'tbeanyleftforhim.’
‘Him?
Who'sthat?
’Myfriendstoppedinthemiddleofeating.
‘Theyoungmanwhotravelswithyou.’
‘Oh,him!
’hereplied,smiling.‘Hedoesn'twantanyfood.’
‘Ithoughthelookedratherhungry,’Ianswered.
Hestaredatmeingreatsurprise.‘Looked?
When?
’
‘Justnow,overthere.IfoundhimhalfasleepandIthoughtitwasyou.Hewasdressedlikeyou,andIwasanxioustoexpressthispolitely‘-hehadthesamereasonforwantingtoborrowafile.’
‘ThenIdidhearthemfirethegunlastnight!
Youknow,boy,whenyou'reonthemarshaloneatnight,youimagineallkindsofthings,voicescalling,gunsfiring,soldiersmarching!
Butshowmewherethismanwent.I'llfindhimandI'llfinishwithhim!
I'llsmashhisface!
Givemethefilefirst.’
Iwasafraidofhimnowthathewasangryagain.
‘I'msorry,Imustgohomenow,’Isaid.Hedidnotseemtohear,soIlefthimbendingoverhislegandfilingawayathisironchainlikeamadman.HalfwayhomeIstoppedinthemisttolisten,andIcouldstillhearthesoundofthefile.
Catchingaconvict
AllthatmorningIwasfrightenedthatmysisterwoulddiscoverthatIhadstolenfromher,butluckilyshewassobusycleaningthehouse,androastingthechickensforourChristmaslunchthatshedidnotnoticethatIhadbeenout,orthatanyfoodwasmissing.Athalf-pastoneourtwoguestsarrived.MrWopslehadalargenoseandashining,baldforehead,andwasthechurchclerk.MrPumblechook,whohadashopinthenearesttown,wasafat,middle-agedmanwithamouthlikeafish,andstaringeyes.HewasreallyJoe'sunclebutitwasMrsJoewhocalledhimuncle.EveryChristmasDayhearrivedwithtwobottlesofwine,handingthemproudlytomysister.
‘OhUnclePumblechook!
Thisiskind!
’shealwaysreplied.
‘It'snomorethanyoudeserve,’wastheanswereverytime.
SittingattablewiththeseguestsIwouldhavefeltuncomfortableevenifIhadn'trobbedmysister.NotonlywasPumblechook'selbowinmyeye,butIwasn'tallowedtospeak,andtheygavemetheworstpiecesofmeat.Eventhechickensmusthavebeenashamedofthosepartsoftheirbodieswhentheywerealive.Andworsethanthat,theadultsneverleftmeinpeace.
‘Beforeweeat,letusthankGodforthefoodinfrontofus,’saidMrWopsle,inthedeepvoiceheusedinchurch.
‘Doyouhearthat?
’whisperedmysistertome.‘Begrateful!
’
‘Especially,’saidMrPumblechookfirmly,‘begrateful,boy,tothosewhobroughtyouupbyhand.’
‘Whyaretheyoungnevergrateful?
’wonderedMrWopslesadly.
‘Theircharactersarenaturallybad,’answeredMrPumblechook,andallthreelookedunpleasantlyatme.
Whentherewereguests,Joe'spositionwasevenlowerthanusual(ifthatwaspossible),buthealwaystriedtohelpmeifhecould.Sometimeshecomfortedmebygivingmeextragravy.Hedidthatnow.
‘Justimagine,boy,’saidMrPumblechook,‘ifyoursist
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