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『簡體書』呼啸山庄(英文版)

書城自編碼: 2935729
分類:簡體書→大陸圖書→外語英語讀物
作者: [英国]艾米莉·勃朗特
國際書號(ISBN): 9787544766265
出版社: 译林出版社
出版日期: 2016-11-01
版次: 1 印次: 1
頁數/字數: 384/8000
書度/開本: 16开 釘裝: 平装

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內容簡介:
《呼啸山庄》是艾米莉勃朗特的代表作,讲述了一个奇异而复杂的爱情复仇故事。弃儿希刺克厉夫与养父老恩萧的女儿凯瑟琳相恋,但凯瑟琳却嫁给了贵族青年林惇,多年后,希刺克厉夫对仇人进行了残酷的报复,然而并没有从中获得快乐。
關於作者:
艾米莉勃朗特Emily Bronte,1818-184819世纪英国作家与诗人,著名的勃朗特三姐妹之一,世界文学名著《呼啸山庄》的作者。这部作品是艾米莉?勃朗特一生中唯一的一部小说,奠定了她在英国文学史以及世界文学史上的地位。此外,她还创作了193首诗,被认为是英国一位天才型的女作家。
目錄
CONTENTS
Introduction
Note
on the Text
Select
Bibliography
A
Chronology of Emily Bront
Genealogical
Table
WUTHERING HEIGHTS
Appendix
1
Biographical
Notice of Ellis and Acton Bell
Editors
Preface to the New Edition
Extract
from the Prefatory Note to
Selections from
Poems by Ellis Bell
Appendix
2: Selected Poems by Emily Bront
Explanatory
Notes?? ?
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VOLUME I
CHAPTER I

1801I
have just returned from a visit to my landlordthe solitary neighbour that I
shall be troubled with. This is certainly a beautiful country! In all England, I do
not believe that I could have fixed on a situation so completely removed from
the stir of society. A perfect misanthropists Heavenand Mr. Heathcliffand I
are such a suitable pair to divide the desolation between us. A capital fellow!
He little imagined how my heart warmed towards him when I beheld his black eyes
withdraw so suspiciously under their brows, as I rode up, and when his fingers
sheltered themselves, with a jealous resolution, still further in his
waistcoat, as I announced my name.
Mr. Heathcliff?
I said.
A nod
was the answer.
Mr. Lockwood,
your new tenant, sir I do myself the honour of calling as soon as possible
after my arrival, to express the hope that I have not inconvenienced you by my
perseverance in soliciting the occupation of Thrushcross Grange: I heard,
yesterday, you had had some thoughts
Thrushcross
Grange is my own, sir, he interrupted, wincing, I should not allow any one to
inconvenience me, if I could hinder it walk in!
The
walk in was uttered with closed teeth and expressed the sentiment, Go to the
Deuce! Even the gate over which he leant manifested no sympathizing movement
to the words; and I think that circumstance determined me to accept the
invitation: I felt interested in a man who seemed more exaggeratedly reserved
than myself.
When
he saw my horses breast fairly pushing the barrier, he did pull out his hand
to unchain it, and then sullenly preceded me up the causeway, calling, as we
entered the court:
Joseph, take Mr
Lockwoods horse; and bring up some wine.
Here we have the
whole establishment of domestics, I suppose, was the reflection, suggested by
this compound order. No wonder the grass grows up between the flags, and
cattle are the only hedgecutters.
Joseph
was an elderly, nay, an old man: very old, perhaps, though hale and sinewy.
The Lord help
us! he soliloquised in an undertone of peevish displeasure, while relieving me
of my horse: looking, meantime, in my face so sourly that I charitably
conjectured he must have need of divine aid to digest his dinner, and his pious
ejaculation had no reference to my unexpected advent.
Wuthering Heights is the name of
Mr. Heathcliffs dwelling, Wuthering
being a significant provincial adjective, descriptive of the atmospheric tumult
to which its station is exposed in stormy weather. Pure, bracing ventilation
they must have up there, at all times, indeed: one may guess the power of the
north wind, blowing over the edge, by the excessive slant of a few, stunted
firs at the end of the house; and by a range of gaunt thorns all stretching
their limbs one way, as if craving alms of the sun. Happily, the architect had
foresight to build it strong: the narrow windows are deeply set in the wall,
and the corners defended with large jutting stones.
Before
passing the threshold, I paused to admire a quantity of grotesque carving
lavished over the front, and especially about the principal door, above which,
among a wilderness of crumbling griffins and shameless little boys, I detected
the date 1500
and the name Hareton Earnshaw. I would have made a few comments, and
requested a short history of the place from the surly owner, but his attitude
at the door appeared to demand my speedy entrance, or complete departure, and I
had no desire to aggravate his impatience, previous to inspecting the
penetralium.
One
step brought us into the family sitting-room, without any introductory lobby or
passage: they call it here the house preeminently. It includes kitchen and
parlor, generally, but I believe at Wuthering Heights the kitchen is forced to
retreat altogether into another quarter: at least I distinguished a chatter of
tongues, and a clatter of culinary utensils, deep within; and I observed no
signs of roasting, boiling, or baking, about the huge fire-place; nor any
glitter of copper saucepans and tin cullenders on the walls. One end, indeed,
reflected splendidly both light and heat from ranks of immense pewter dishes,
interspersed with silver jugs and tankards, towering row after row, in a vast
oak dresser, to the very roof. The latter had never been underdrawn: its entire
anatomy lay bare to an inquiring eye, except where a frame of wood laden with
oatcakes, and clusters of legs of beef, mutton and ham, concealed it. Above the
chimney were sundry villanous old guns, and a couple of horsepistols, and, by
way of ornament, three gaudily painted canisters disposed along its ledge. The
floor was of smooth, white stone: the chairs, high-backed, primitive
structures, painted green: one or two heavy black ones lurking in the shade. In
an arch under the dresser, reposed a huge, liver-coloured bitch pointer,
surrounded by a swarm of squealing puppies, and other dogs haunted other
recesses.
The
apartment and furniture would have been nothing extraordinary as belonging to a
homely, northern farmer, with a stubborn countenance, and stalwart limbs set
out to advantage in kneebreeches and gaiters. Such an individual, seated in his
armchair, his mug of ale frothing on the round table before him, is to be seen
in any circuit of five or six miles among these hills, if you go at the right time,
after dinner. But Mr. Heathcliffforms a singular contrast to his abode and
style of living. He is a dark-skinned gypsy in aspect, in dress and manners a
gentlemanthat is, as much a gentleman as many a country squire: rather
slovenly, perhaps, yet not looking amiss with his negligence, because he has an
erect and handsome figureand rather morosepossibly some people might
suspect him of a degree of under-bred prideI have a sympathetic chord within
that tells me it is nothing of the sort; I know, by instinct, his reserve
springs from an aversion to showy displays of feelingto manifestations of
mutual kindliness. Hell love and hate, equally under cover, and esteem it a
species of impertinence to be loved or hated againNo, Im running on too fast
I bestow my own attributes over-liberally on him. Mr. Heathcliffmay have
entirely dissimilar reasons for keeping his hand out of the way, when he meets
a would-be acquaintance, to those which actuate me. Let me hope my constitution
is almost peculiar: my dear mother used to say I should never have a
comfortable home, and only last summer I proved myself perfectly unworthy of
one.

 

 

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