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the works of edgar allan poe-3-第48部分

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〃Authority?  no;〃 he replied。 〃It is a mere typographical error。
The name is Bedlo with an e; all the world over; and I never knew it
to be spelt otherwise in my life。〃

〃Then;〃 said I mutteringly; as I turned upon my heel; 〃then indeed
has it come to pass that one truth is stranger than any fiction 
for Bedloe; without the e; what is it but Oldeb conversed! And this
man tells me that it is a typographical error。〃

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THE SPECTACLES

MANY years ago; it was the fashion to ridicule the idea of 〃love at
first sight;〃 but those who think; not less than those who feel
deeply; have always advocated its existence。 Modern discoveries;
indeed; in what may be termed ethical magnetism or magnetoesthetics;
render it probable that the most natural; and; consequently; the
truest and most intense of the human affections are those which arise
in the heart as if by electric sympathy  in a word; that the
brightest and most enduring of the psychal fetters are those which
are riveted by a glance。 The confession I am about to make will add
another to the already almost innumerable instances of the truth of
the position。

My story requires that I should be somewhat minute。 I am still a very
young man  not yet twenty…two years of age。 My name; at present; is
a very usual and rather plebeian one  Simpson。 I say 〃at present;〃
for it is only lately that I have been so called  having
legislatively adopted this surname within the last year in order to
receive a large inheritance left me by a distant male relative;
Adolphus Simpson; Esq。 The bequest was conditioned upon my taking the
name of the testator;  the family; not the Christian name; my
Christian name is Napoleon Bonaparte  or; more properly; these are
my first and middle appellations。

I assumed the name; Simpson; with some reluctance; as in my true
patronym; Froissart; I felt a very pardonable pride  believing that
I could trace a descent from the immortal author of the 〃Chronicles。〃
While on the subject of names; by the bye; I may mention a singular
coincidence of sound attending the names of some of my immediate
predecessors。 My father was a Monsieur Froissart; of Paris。 His wife
 my mother; whom he married at fifteen  was a Mademoiselle
Croissart; eldest daughter of Croissart the banker; whose wife;
again; being only sixteen when married; was the eldest daughter of
one Victor Voissart。 Monsieur Voissart; very singularly; had married
a lady of similar name  a Mademoiselle Moissart。 She; too; was
quite a child when married; and her mother; also; Madame Moissart;
was only fourteen when led to the altar。 These early marriages are
usual in France。 Here; however; are Moissart; Voissart; Croissart;
and Froissart; all in the direct line of descent。 My own name;
though; as I say; became Simpson; by act of Legislature; and with so
much repugnance on my part; that; at one period; I actually hesitated
about accepting the legacy with the useless and annoying proviso
attached。

As to personal endowments; I am by no means deficient。 On the
contrary; I believe that I am well made; and possess what nine tenths
of the world would call a handsome face。 In height I am five feet
eleven。 My hair is black and curling。 My nose is sufficiently good。
My eyes are large and gray; and although; in fact they are weak a
very inconvenient degree; still no defect in this regard would be
suspected from their appearance。 The weakness itself; however; has
always much annoyed me; and I have resorted to every remedy  short
of wearing glasses。 Being youthful and good…looking; I naturally
dislike these; and have resolutely refused to employ them。 I know
nothing; indeed; which so disfigures the countenance of a young
person; or so impresses every feature with an air of demureness; if
not altogether of sanctimoniousness and of age。 An eyeglass; on the
other hand; has a savor of downright foppery and affectation。 I have
hitherto managed as well as I could without either。 But something too
much of these merely personal details; which; after all; are of
little importance。 I will content myself with saying; in addition;
that my temperament is sanguine; rash; ardent; enthusiastic  and
that all my life I have been a devoted admirer of the women。

One night last winter I entered a box at the P…  Theatre; in
company with a friend; Mr。 Talbot。 It was an opera night; and the
bills presented a very rare attraction; so that the house was
excessively crowded。 We were in time; however; to obtain the front
seats which had been reserved for us; and into which; with some
little difficulty; we elbowed our way。

For two hours my companion; who was a musical fanatico; gave his
undivided attention to the stage; and; in the meantime; I amused
myself by observing the audience; which consisted; in chief part; of
the very elite of the city。 Having satisfied myself upon this point;
I was about turning my eyes to the prima donna; when they were
arrested and riveted by a figure in one of the private boxes which
had escaped my observation。

If I live a thousand years; I can never forget the intense emotion
with which I regarded this figure。 It was that of a female; the most
exquisite I had ever beheld。 The face was so far turned toward the
stage that; for some minutes; I could not obtain a view of it  but
the form was divine; no other word can sufficiently express its
magnificent proportion  and even the term 〃divine〃 seems
ridiculously feeble as I write it。

The magic of a lovely form in woman  the necromancy of female
gracefulness  was always a power which I had found it impossible to
resist; but here was grace personified; incarnate; the beau ideal of
my wildest and most enthusiastic visions。 The figure; almost all of
which the construction of the box permitted to be seen; was somewhat
above the medium height; and nearly approached; without positively
reaching; the majestic。 Its perfect fullness and tournure were
delicious。 The head of which only the back was visible; rivalled in
outline that of the Greek Psyche; and was rather displayed than
concealed by an elegant cap of gaze aerienne; which put me in mind of
the ventum textilem of Apuleius。 The right arm hung over the
balustrade of the box; and thrilled every nerve of my frame with its
exquisite symmetry。 Its upper portion was draperied by one of the
loose open sleeves now in fashion。 This extended but little below the
elbow。 Beneath it was worn an under one of some frail material;
close…fitting; and terminated by a cuff of rich lace; which fell
gracefully over the top of the hand; revealing only the delicate
fingers; upon one of which sparkled a diamond ring; which I at once
saw was of extraordinary value。 The admirable roundness of the wrist
was well set off by a bracelet which encircled it; and which also was
ornamented and clasped by a magnificent aigrette of jewels…telling;
in words that could not be mistaken; at once of the wealth and
fastidious taste of the wearer。

I gazed at this queenly apparition for at least half an hour; as if I
had been suddenly converted to stone; and; during this period; I felt
the full force and truth of all that has been said or sung concerning
〃love at first sight。〃 My feelings were totally different from any
which I had hitherto experienced; in the presence of even the most
celebrated specimens of female loveliness。 An unaccountable; and what
I am compelled to consider a magnetic; sympathy of soul for soul;
seemed to rivet; not only my vision; but my whole powers of thought
and feeling; upon the admirable object before me。 I saw  I felt 
I knew that I was deeply; madly; irrevocably in love  and this even
before seeing the face of the person beloved。 So intense; indeed; was
the passion that consumed me; that I really believe it would have
received little if any abatement had the features; yet unseen; proved
of merely ordinary character; so anomalous is the nature of the only
true love  of the love at first sight  and so little really
dependent is it upon the external conditions which only seem to
create and control it。

While I was thus wrapped in admiration of this lovely vision; a
sudden disturbance among the audience caused her to turn her head
partially toward me; so that I beheld the entire profile of the face。
Its beauty even exceeded my anticipations  and yet there was
something about it which disappointed me without my being able to
tell exactly what it was。 I said 〃disappointed;〃 but this is not
altogether the word。 My sentiments were at once quieted and exalted。
They partook less of transport and more of calm enthusiasm of
enthusiastic repose。 This state of feeling arose; perhaps; from the
Madonna…like and matronly air of the face; and yet I at once
understood that it could not have arisen entirely from this。 There
was something else… some mystery which I could not develope  some
expression about the countenance which slightly disturbed me while it
greatly heightened my interest。 In fact; I was just in that condition
of mind which prepares a young and susceptible man for any act of
extravagance。 Had the lady been alone; I should undoubtedly have
entered her box and accosted her at all hazards; but; fortunately;
she was attended by two companions  a gentleman; and a strikingly
beautiful woman; to all appearance a few years younger than herself。

I revolved in my mind a thousand schemes by which I might obtain;
hereafter; an introduction to the elder lady; or; for the present; at
all events; a more distinct view of her beauty。 I would have removed
my position to one nearer her own; but the crowded state of the
theatre rendered this impossible; and the stern decrees of Fashion
had; of late; imperatively prohibited the use of the opera…glass in a
case such as this; even had I been so fortunate as to have one with
me  but I had not  and was thus in despair。

At length I bethought me of applying to my companion。

〃Talbot;〃 I said; 〃you have an opera…glass。 Let me have it。〃

〃An opera  glass!  no!  what do you suppose I would be doing
with an opera…glass?〃 Here he turned impatiently toward the stage。

〃But; Talbot;〃 I continued; pulling him by the shoulder; 〃listen to
me will you? Do y
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