The Erl-King-1
Thelucidity,theclarityofthelightthatafternoonwassuffittoitself;perfecttransparencymustbeimperable,theseverticalbarsofabrass-coloureddistillationoflightingdownfromsulphur-yellowiiaskyhuhgreycloudsthatbulgewithmorerain.Itstruckthewoodwithnie-stainedfiheleavesglittered.AcolddayoflateOctober,wheheredblackberriesdangledliketheirowndourspooksonthediscolouredbrambles.Therewerecrisphusksofbeechmastandcastacupsunderfootintherussetslimeofdeadbrawheretherainsoftheequinoxhadsosoakedtheearththatthecoldoozedupthroughthesolesoftheshoes,lanatingcoldoftheapproagofwihatgripsholdofyourbellyandsqueezedittight.Nowthestarkeldershaveananorexiclook;thereisnotmutheautumnwoodtomakeyousmilebutitis,notquiteyet,thesaddesttimeoftheyear.Only,thereisahauntingseheimmicessationofbeing;theyear,inturning,turnsinonitself.Introspectiveweather,asihush.
Thewoodsenclose.Youstepbetweereesandthenyouarenoloheopenair;thewoodswallowsyouup.Thereisnowaythroughthewoodanymore,thiswoodhasrevertedtoitsinalprivaceyouarei,youmuststaythereuntilitletsyououtagainforthereisnocluetoguideyhinperfectsafety;grassgrewoverthetrackyearsagoandnowtherabbitsandthefoxesmaketheirownrunsilelabyrinthandnobodyes.Thetreesstirwithanoiseliketaffetaskirtsofwomenwhohavelostthemselvesinwoodsandhuntroundhopelesslyforthewayout.Tumblingcrowsplaytiginthebraheelmstheyclottedwiththeirs,nowandthenraucouslyg.Alittlestreamwithsoftmarginsofmarshrunsthroughthewoodbutithasgrownsullenwiththetimeoftheyear;thesilent,blackishwaterthis,now,toice.Allwillfallstill,alllapse.
AyounggirlwouldgointothewoodastrustinglyasRedRidingHoodtrannyshousebutthislightadmitsnoambiguitiesand,here,shewillbetrappedinherownillusionbecauseeverythinginthewoodisexactlyasitseems.
Thewoodsencloseandthenencloseagain,likeasystemofeseboxesopenioaheintimateperspectivesofthewoodgedendlesslyarouerloper,theimaginarytravellerwalkingtowardsaeddistaperpetuallyrecededbeforeme.Itiseasytoloseyourselfinthesewoods.
Thetwohesongofabirdroseoillair,asifmygirlishanddeliciouslonelinesshadbeeoasound.Therewasalittletangledmistihickets,mimigthetuftsofoldmahatflossedthelowerbrahetreesandbushes;heavybunchesofredberriesasripeanddeliciousasgoblinorentedfruithungohornsbuttheoldgrasswithers,retreats.Onebyohefernshavecurleduptheirhundredeyesandcurledbatotheearth.Thetreesthreadedacatscradleofhalf-strippedbranesothatIfeltIwasinahouseofsandthoughthecoldwindthatalwaysheraldsyourpresence,hadIbutknownitthen,blewgentlearouhoughtthatnobodywasinthewoodbutme.
Erl-Kingwilldoyougrievousharm.
Piergly,now,therecameagainthecallofthebird,asdesolateasifitcamefromthethroatofthelastbirdleftalive.Thatcall,withallthemelancholyofthefailingyearinit,wentdirectlytomyheart.
Iwalkedthroughthewooduntilitsperspectivesvergeduponadarkeningclearing;assoonasIsawthem,IkoallitsoctshadbeenwaitingformefromthemomentIfirststeppedintothewood,withtheendlesspatienceofwildthings,whohaveallthetimeintheworld.
Itwasagardenwherealltheflowerswerebirdsas;ash-softdoves,diminutivewrens,freckledthrushes,robinsiawnybibs,huge,helmetedcrowsthatshonelikepateher,ablackbirdwithayellowbill,voles,shrews,fieldfares,littlebrownbuhtheirearslaidtogetheralongtheirbackslikespoons,crougathisfeet.Alean,tall,reddishhare,uponitsgreathindlegs,witch.Therustyfox,itsmuzzlesharpeoapoint,laiditsheaduponhiskhetrunkofascarletrowanasquirrelg,towatchhim;acockpheasantdelicatelystretchedhisshimmeringneabrakeofthorhim.Therewasagoatofunywhiteness,gleaminglikeagoatofsnow,whoturnedhermildeyestowardsmeaedsoftly,sothatheknewIhadarrived.
Hesmiles.Helaysdownhispipe,hiselderbird-call.Helaysuponmehisirrevocablehand.
Hiseyesarequitegreen,asiffromtoomuchlookingatthewood.
Therearesomeeyeseatyou.
TheErl-Kinglivesbyhimselfallaloheheartofthewoodinahousewhichhasonlytheoneroom.Hishouseismadeofstidstonesandhasgroeltofyellowli.Grassandweedsgrowinthemossyroof.Hechopsfallenbranchesforhisfireanddrawshiswaterfromthestreaminatinpail.
Whatdoesheeat?Why,thebountyofthewoodland!Stewedles;savourymessesofchickweedsprihnutmeg;hecooksthefoliageofshepherdspurseasifitwerecabbage.Heknowswhichofthefrilled,blotched,rottedfungiarefittoeat;heuandstheireldritchways,howtheyspringuphtinlightlesspladthriveohihehomelywoodblewits,thatyoucookliketripe,withmilkandonions,andtheegg-yolkyellowterellewithitsfan-vaultingandfaiofapricots,allspringuphtlikebubblesofearth,sustainedbynature,existinginavoid.AndIcouldbelievethatithasbeenthesamewithhim;hecamealivefromthedesireofthewoods.
Hegoesoutinthemtogatherhisunnaturaltreasures,hehahemasdelicatelyashedoespigeonseggs,helaysthemihebasketsheweavesfromosiers.Hemakessaladsofdandelionthathecallsrudenames,"bum-pipes"or"piss-the-beds,"andflavoursthemwithafewleavesofwildstrawberrybuthewillnottouchthebrambles,hesaystheDevilspitsoMichaelmas.
Hisnannygoat,thecolourofwhey,giveshimherabundantmilkandhemakesoftcheesethathasaunique,rank,amniotictaste.Sometimeshetrapsarabbitinasringandmakesasouporstew,seasohwildgarlic.Heknowsallaboutthewoodandthecreaturesinit.Hetoldmeaboutthegrasssnakes,howtheoldonesopentheirmouthswidewhentheysmelldangerahinlittleonesdisappeardowntheoldohroatsuntilthefrightisoverandouttheyeagain,torunaroundasusual.Hetoldmehowthewisetoadwhosquatsamongthekingcupsbythestreaminsummerhasaverypreciousjewelinhishead.Hesaidtheowlwasabakersdaughter;thenhesmiledatme.Heshowedmehowtothreadmatsfromreedsandweavesintobasketsandintothelittlecagesinwhichhekeepshissingingbirds.
Hiskitshakesandshiverswithbirdsongfromcageuponcageofsingingbirds,larksandlis,whichhepilesuponeonanainstthewall,awalloftrappedbirds.Howcruelitis,tokeepwildbirdsincages!ButhelaughsatmewhenIsaythat;laughs,andshowshiswhite,poieethwiththespittlegleamingonthem.
Heisanexcellenthousewife.Hisrustieisspidspashiswell-scouredsauandskilletlyonthehearthsidebyside,likeapairofpolishedshoes.Overthehearthhangbunchesmushrooms,thethin,curlingkindtheycalljews-ears,whichhavegrownontheeldertreessinceJudashangedhimselfohisisthekindoflorehetellsme,temptingmyhalf-belief.Hehangsupherbsinbuodry,too--thyme,marjoram,sage,vervain,southernwood,yarrow.Theroomismusidaromatidthereisalwaysawoodfirecragie,asweet,acridsmoke,abright,glangflame.ButIyouotgetatuoftheoldfiddlehangingonthewallbesidethebirdsbecauseallitsstringsarebroken.
Now,whenIgoforwalks,sometimesinthemswhenthefrosthasputitsshinythumbprintontheundergrowthorsometimes,thoughlessfrequently,yetmoreentigly,intheevenihecolddarknesssettlesdown,IalwaysgototheErl-KingandhelaysmedownonhisbedofrustlingstrawwhereIlieatthemercyofhishugehands.Heisthetecherwhoshowedmehowthepriceoffleshislove;skintherabbit,hesays!Offeallmyclothes.松语文学www.16sy.coM免费小说阅读
Thewoodsenclose.Youstepbetweereesandthenyouarenoloheopenair;thewoodswallowsyouup.Thereisnowaythroughthewoodanymore,thiswoodhasrevertedtoitsinalprivaceyouarei,youmuststaythereuntilitletsyououtagainforthereisnocluetoguideyhinperfectsafety;grassgrewoverthetrackyearsagoandnowtherabbitsandthefoxesmaketheirownrunsilelabyrinthandnobodyes.Thetreesstirwithanoiseliketaffetaskirtsofwomenwhohavelostthemselvesinwoodsandhuntroundhopelesslyforthewayout.Tumblingcrowsplaytiginthebraheelmstheyclottedwiththeirs,nowandthenraucouslyg.Alittlestreamwithsoftmarginsofmarshrunsthroughthewoodbutithasgrownsullenwiththetimeoftheyear;thesilent,blackishwaterthis,now,toice.Allwillfallstill,alllapse.
AyounggirlwouldgointothewoodastrustinglyasRedRidingHoodtrannyshousebutthislightadmitsnoambiguitiesand,here,shewillbetrappedinherownillusionbecauseeverythinginthewoodisexactlyasitseems.
Thewoodsencloseandthenencloseagain,likeasystemofeseboxesopenioaheintimateperspectivesofthewoodgedendlesslyarouerloper,theimaginarytravellerwalkingtowardsaeddistaperpetuallyrecededbeforeme.Itiseasytoloseyourselfinthesewoods.
Thetwohesongofabirdroseoillair,asifmygirlishanddeliciouslonelinesshadbeeoasound.Therewasalittletangledmistihickets,mimigthetuftsofoldmahatflossedthelowerbrahetreesandbushes;heavybunchesofredberriesasripeanddeliciousasgoblinorentedfruithungohornsbuttheoldgrasswithers,retreats.Onebyohefernshavecurleduptheirhundredeyesandcurledbatotheearth.Thetreesthreadedacatscradleofhalf-strippedbranesothatIfeltIwasinahouseofsandthoughthecoldwindthatalwaysheraldsyourpresence,hadIbutknownitthen,blewgentlearouhoughtthatnobodywasinthewoodbutme.
Erl-Kingwilldoyougrievousharm.
Piergly,now,therecameagainthecallofthebird,asdesolateasifitcamefromthethroatofthelastbirdleftalive.Thatcall,withallthemelancholyofthefailingyearinit,wentdirectlytomyheart.
Iwalkedthroughthewooduntilitsperspectivesvergeduponadarkeningclearing;assoonasIsawthem,IkoallitsoctshadbeenwaitingformefromthemomentIfirststeppedintothewood,withtheendlesspatienceofwildthings,whohaveallthetimeintheworld.
Itwasagardenwherealltheflowerswerebirdsas;ash-softdoves,diminutivewrens,freckledthrushes,robinsiawnybibs,huge,helmetedcrowsthatshonelikepateher,ablackbirdwithayellowbill,voles,shrews,fieldfares,littlebrownbuhtheirearslaidtogetheralongtheirbackslikespoons,crougathisfeet.Alean,tall,reddishhare,uponitsgreathindlegs,witch.Therustyfox,itsmuzzlesharpeoapoint,laiditsheaduponhiskhetrunkofascarletrowanasquirrelg,towatchhim;acockpheasantdelicatelystretchedhisshimmeringneabrakeofthorhim.Therewasagoatofunywhiteness,gleaminglikeagoatofsnow,whoturnedhermildeyestowardsmeaedsoftly,sothatheknewIhadarrived.
Hesmiles.Helaysdownhispipe,hiselderbird-call.Helaysuponmehisirrevocablehand.
Hiseyesarequitegreen,asiffromtoomuchlookingatthewood.
Therearesomeeyeseatyou.
TheErl-Kinglivesbyhimselfallaloheheartofthewoodinahousewhichhasonlytheoneroom.Hishouseismadeofstidstonesandhasgroeltofyellowli.Grassandweedsgrowinthemossyroof.Hechopsfallenbranchesforhisfireanddrawshiswaterfromthestreaminatinpail.
Whatdoesheeat?Why,thebountyofthewoodland!Stewedles;savourymessesofchickweedsprihnutmeg;hecooksthefoliageofshepherdspurseasifitwerecabbage.Heknowswhichofthefrilled,blotched,rottedfungiarefittoeat;heuandstheireldritchways,howtheyspringuphtinlightlesspladthriveohihehomelywoodblewits,thatyoucookliketripe,withmilkandonions,andtheegg-yolkyellowterellewithitsfan-vaultingandfaiofapricots,allspringuphtlikebubblesofearth,sustainedbynature,existinginavoid.AndIcouldbelievethatithasbeenthesamewithhim;hecamealivefromthedesireofthewoods.
Hegoesoutinthemtogatherhisunnaturaltreasures,hehahemasdelicatelyashedoespigeonseggs,helaysthemihebasketsheweavesfromosiers.Hemakessaladsofdandelionthathecallsrudenames,"bum-pipes"or"piss-the-beds,"andflavoursthemwithafewleavesofwildstrawberrybuthewillnottouchthebrambles,hesaystheDevilspitsoMichaelmas.
Hisnannygoat,thecolourofwhey,giveshimherabundantmilkandhemakesoftcheesethathasaunique,rank,amniotictaste.Sometimeshetrapsarabbitinasringandmakesasouporstew,seasohwildgarlic.Heknowsallaboutthewoodandthecreaturesinit.Hetoldmeaboutthegrasssnakes,howtheoldonesopentheirmouthswidewhentheysmelldangerahinlittleonesdisappeardowntheoldohroatsuntilthefrightisoverandouttheyeagain,torunaroundasusual.Hetoldmehowthewisetoadwhosquatsamongthekingcupsbythestreaminsummerhasaverypreciousjewelinhishead.Hesaidtheowlwasabakersdaughter;thenhesmiledatme.Heshowedmehowtothreadmatsfromreedsandweavesintobasketsandintothelittlecagesinwhichhekeepshissingingbirds.
Hiskitshakesandshiverswithbirdsongfromcageuponcageofsingingbirds,larksandlis,whichhepilesuponeonanainstthewall,awalloftrappedbirds.Howcruelitis,tokeepwildbirdsincages!ButhelaughsatmewhenIsaythat;laughs,andshowshiswhite,poieethwiththespittlegleamingonthem.
Heisanexcellenthousewife.Hisrustieisspidspashiswell-scouredsauandskilletlyonthehearthsidebyside,likeapairofpolishedshoes.Overthehearthhangbunchesmushrooms,thethin,curlingkindtheycalljews-ears,whichhavegrownontheeldertreessinceJudashangedhimselfohisisthekindoflorehetellsme,temptingmyhalf-belief.Hehangsupherbsinbuodry,too--thyme,marjoram,sage,vervain,southernwood,yarrow.Theroomismusidaromatidthereisalwaysawoodfirecragie,asweet,acridsmoke,abright,glangflame.ButIyouotgetatuoftheoldfiddlehangingonthewallbesidethebirdsbecauseallitsstringsarebroken.
Now,whenIgoforwalks,sometimesinthemswhenthefrosthasputitsshinythumbprintontheundergrowthorsometimes,thoughlessfrequently,yetmoreentigly,intheevenihecolddarknesssettlesdown,IalwaysgototheErl-KingandhelaysmedownonhisbedofrustlingstrawwhereIlieatthemercyofhishugehands.Heisthetecherwhoshowedmehowthepriceoffleshislove;skintherabbit,hesays!Offeallmyclothes.松语文学www.16sy.coM免费小说阅读
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