The Bean-Field

类别:文学名著 作者:亨利·大卫·梭罗 本章:The Bean-Field

    Meanher,

    ed, ient to be he

    earliest est he

    ground; indeed t easily to be put off.   he

    meaning of teady and self-respecting, this small herculean

    labor, I kne.  I came to love my rohough so many

    more ted.  ttaco t

    strengtaeus.  But whem?  Only heaven

    knoo make tion

    of ths surface, which had yielded only cinquefoil,

    blackberries, jo, and t s and

    pleasant floead t shall I learn of

    beans or beans of me?  I ce I

    o t is a fine broad

    leaf to look on.  My auxiliaries are ter

    t fertility is in tself, which for

    t part is lean and effete.  My enemies are worms, cool days,

    and most of all woodc er

    of an acre clean.  But  jo and the

    rest, and break up t he

    remaining beans oo tougo meet

    new foes.

    from Boston to tive tohese very woods and

    to t is one of t scenes stamped on

    my memory.  And noo-nige

    very er.  till stand han I; or, if some

    umps, and a new

    gro

    eyes.  Almost t springs from the same perennial

    root in ture, and even I  lengto clothe

    t fabulous landscape of my infant dreams, and one of ts

    of my presence and influence is seen in these bean leaves, corn

    blades, and potato vines.

    I planted about two acres and a  was

    only about fifteen years since the land was cleared, and I myself

    out tumps, I did not give it any

    manure; but in t appeared by the

    arroinct nation had

    anciently d ed corn and beans ere we men came

    to clear to some extent, ed the soil

    for this very crop.

    Before yet any woodche road, or

    t above the dew was on,

    t it -- I o do

    all your work if possible wo level

    ty  upon

    ted, dabbling

    like a plastic artist in t later in

    tered my feet.  ted me to hoe

    beans, pacing slo yellow gravelly

    upland, beteen rods, the one end

    terminating in a s in the shade,

    the green berries deepened

    tints by time I .  Removing the

    ting fres tems, and encouraging this

    weed ws summer

    t in bean leaves and blossoms rathan in wormwood and

    piper and millet grass, making tead of grass

    -- ttle aid from horses or

    cattle, or s of husbandry, I

    e han

    usual.  But labor of to the verge of

    drudgery, is per form of idleness.  It has a

    constant and imperiso t yields a

    classic result.  A very agricola laboriosus o travellers

    bound o nobody knows where;

    tting at th elbows on knees, and reins

    loosely oons; I taying, laborious native of

    t soon my ead  of t and t.

    It ivated field for a great distance on

    eit of it; and sometimes

    travellers gossip and comment

    t for ;Beans so late! peas so late!quot; -- for I

    continued to plant wo erial

    suspected it.  quot;Corn, my boy, for fodder; corn

    for fodder.quot;  quot;Does ; asks t of the

    gray coat; and tured farmer reins up eful dobbin

    to inquire w you are doing whe furrow,

    and recommends a little c, or any little e stuff, or it

    may be aser.  But wo acres and a half of

    furro -- there

    being an aversion to ots and  far

    aravellers as ttled by compared it aloud h

    t I came to know ood

    in tural  in Mr. Colemans

    report.  And, by timates the crop which

    nature yields in till he

    crop of Englisure calculated,

    tes and tas in all dells and pond-he

    ures and swamps grows a rich and various crop only

    unreaped by man.  Mine  ing link between

    ivated fields; as some states are civilized, and others

    hers savage or barbarous, so my field was,

    t in a bad sense, a ivated field.  they were beans

    curning to tive state t I

    cultivated, and my hem.

    Near at opmost spray of a birche brown

    to call he

    morning, glad of your society, t  another farmers

    field if yours  ing the seed, he

    cries -- quot;Drop it, drop it -- cover it up, cover it up -- pull it

    up, pull it up, pull it up.quot;  But t corn, and so it was

    safe from suc his rigmarole,

    eur Paganini performances on one string or on ty, have

    to do ing, and yet prefer it to leached ashes or

    plaster.  It op dressing in wire

    faith.

    As I dreill fres th my hoe, I

    disturbed tions who in primeval years

    lived under ts of war and

    ing  of they lay

    mingled ural stones, some of whe marks of

    he sun, and also

    bits of pottery and glass broug cultivators

    of tinkled against tones, t music

    eco t to my

    labor  and immeasurable crop.  It was no

    longer beans t I  hoed beans; and I remembered

    y as pride, if I remembered at all, my acquaintances

    y to attend torios.  thawk

    circled overernoons -- for I sometimes made a

    day of it -- like a mote in the eye, or in heavens eye, falling

    from time to time he heavens were

    rent, torn at last to very rags and tatters, and yet a seamless cope

    remained; small imps t fill the

    ground on bare sand or rocks on tops of hills, where few have

    found t up from the

    pond, as leaves are raised by to float in the heavens; such

    kindredsure.  the wave

    ed

    o tal unfledged pinions of the sea.  Or

    sometimes I che sky,

    alternately soaring and descending, approaching, and leaving one

    anot of my os.  Or I

    tracted by to t,

    quivering winnowing sound and carrier e; or from

    under a rotten stump my urned up a sluggisentous and

    outlandisted salamander, a trace of Egypt and t

    our contemporary.  o lean on my hese sounds and

    sig of the

    inexible entertainment wry offers.

    On gala days tos great guns, which echo like

    popguns to tial music occasionally

    penetrate to me, a ther

    end of to;

    and urnout of w, I

    imes  of itching

    and disease in tion

    tina or canker-rasil at length some

    more favorable puff of he

    ayland road, brougion of t;trainers.quot;  It seemed

    by tant  the

    neigo Virgils advice, by a faint tintinnabulum

    upon t sonorous of tic utensils, were endeavoring

    to call to the sound died

    quite a favorable breezes

    told no tale, I kne t t drone of them all

    safely into t no

    on t was smeared.

    I felt proud to kno ties of Massacts and of

    our faturned to my

    h an inexpressible confidence, and

    pursued my labor crust in ture.

    sounded as if all

    t bellohe buildings expanded and

    collapsed alternately  sometimes it was a really

    noble and inspiring strain t reacrumpet

    t sings of fame, and I felt as if I could spit a Mexican h a

    good relisand for trifles? -- and

    looked round for a woodco exercise my chivalry

    upon.  tial strains seemed as far aine, and

    reminded me of a marc

    tantivy and tremulous motion of tree tops whe

    village.  t days; the sky had from my

    clearing only tingly great look t it wears daily,

    and I sa.

    It  long acquaintance which I

    cultivated  ing, and hoeing, and

    ing, and the

    last  of all -- I miging, for I did taste.

    I ermined to know beans.  o

    ill noon, and commonly spent

    t of t otimate and

    curious acquaintance one makes

    eration in t, for ttle

    iteration in turbing te organizations so

    rutinctions h his hoe,

    levelling ing

    anots Roman s pigs sorrel

    -- ts piper-grass --  urn s

    upo t let he shade, if you

    do urn  other side up and be as green as a leek in

    t  hose

    trojans whe

    beans sao the

    ranks of trench weedy dead.

    Many a lusty crest --  towered a w above

    .

    temporaries devoted to the

    fine arts in Boston or Rome, and oto contemplation in India,

    and oto trade in London or Neher

    farmers of Need to  t I ed

    beans to eat, for I am by nature a Pythagorean, so far as beans are

    concerned, wing, and exchem

    for rice; but, perc work in fields if only for

    tropes and expression, to serve a parable-maker one day.

    It , oo long,

    migion.  them no manure, and

    did not hem unusualy well as far as I

    , and  in t;trut; as

    Evelyn says, quot;no compost or laetation o this

    continual motion, repastination, and turning of the

    spade.quot;  quot;t; ;especially if fresh, has a

    certain magnetism in it, by tracts t, power, or

    virtue (call it eit life, and is the logic of all

    tir  it, to sustain us; all dungings and

    otemperings being but to this

    improvement.quot;  Moreover, t; and

    exed lay fields w; had perchance, as

    Sir Kenelm Digby ttracted quot;vital spiritsquot; from the

    air.  I ed twelve bushels of beans.

    But to be more particular, for it is complained t Mr. Coleman

    ed cs of gentlemen farmers,

    my outgoes were,--

    For a hoe ................................... $ 0.54

    Plowing, oo much.

    Beans for seed ...............................  3.12+

    Potatoes for seed ............................  1.33

    Peas for seed ................................  0.40

    turnip seed ..................................  0.06

    e line for crow fence ....................  0.02

    ivator and boy three hours .........  1.00

    to get crop ...................  0.75

    --------

    In all .................................. $14.72+

    My income rem familias vendacem, non emacem esse

    oportet), from

    Nine buss of beans sold .. $16.94

    Fivequot;large potatoes ..................... 2.50

    Ninequot;small .............................. 2.25

    Grass ........................................... 1.00

    Stalks .......................................... 0.75

    -------

    In all .................................... $23.44

    Leaving a pecuniary profit,

    as I have elsewhere said, of .............. $ 8.71+

    t of my experience in raising beans:  Plant the

    common small  of June, in rohree

    feet by eig, being careful to select fresh round

    and unmixed seed.  First look out for worms, and supply vacancies by

    planting ane for woodc is an exposed

    place, for t tender leaves almost

    clean as tendrils make their

    appearance, tice of it, and will sh

    botting erect like a squirrel.  But above

    all  as early as possible, if you s and

    his means.

    to myself, I will

    not plant beans and corn ry anot

    suc lost, as sincerity, truth,

    simplicity, fait

    grooil and manurance, and sustain

    me, for surely it  been exed for these crops.  Alas!  I

    said to myself; but noher,

    and anoto say to you, Reader, t the seeds

    ues,

    en or  tality, and so did not come up.

    Commonly men hers were brave, or

    timid.  tion is very sure to plant corn and beans each

    neuries ago and taughe

    first settlers to do, as if te in it.  I saw an old

    man to my astonis, making th a hoe

    for tietime at least, and not for o lie down

    in!  But ry neures, and

    not lay so mucress on ato and grass crop, and

    hese?  hy concern ourselves

    so muc our beans for seed, and not be concerned at all about

    a neion of men?  e should really be fed and cheered if

    o see t some of ties

    wher

    productions, but  broadcast and floating

    in taken root and grown in him.  here comes such a

    subtile and ineffable quality, for instance, as trutice,

    test amount or ney of it, along the road.

    Our ambassadors sructed to send home such seeds as

    to distribute the land.  e

    sand upon ceremony y.  e should never

    c and insult and banishere

    t

    meet te.  Most men I do not meet at all, for they seem

    not to ime; t t

    deal hus plodding ever, leaning on a hoe or a spade as a

    staff betially risen out

    of t, like sed and

    he ground:--

    quot;And as hen

    Spread, as  to fly, t;

    so t  we migh an angel.

    Bread may not al al even

    takes stiffness out of our joints, and makes us supple and buoyant,

    o recognize any generosity in man

    or Nature, to share any unmixed and heroic joy.

    Ancient poetry and myt, at least, t husbandry

    ; but it is pursued  e and

    being to have large farms and large

    crops merely.  e ival, nor procession, nor ceremony,

    not excepting our cattle-shanksgivings, by which

    the sacredness of his calling, or is

    reminded of its sacred origin.  It is t

    to Ceres and terrestrial

    Jove, but to tus rather.  By avarice and

    selfis, from which none of us is free,

    of regarding ty, or the means of acquiring

    property che landscape is deformed, husbandry is degraded

    of lives.  ure

    but as a robber.  Cato says t ts of agriculture are

    particularly pious or just (maximeque pius quaestus), and according

    to Varro t;called ther and Ceres, and

    t t tivated it led a pious and useful life, and

    t t of turn.quot;

    e are  to forget t tivated

    fields and on ts  distinction.  they

    all reflect and absorb  a

    small part of ture which he beholds in his daily

    course.  In ivated like a

    garden.  t of  and

    rust and magnanimity.   though I

    value t t in the

    year?  t so long looks not to

    me as tivator, but ao influences more

    genial to it,  green.  these beans have

    results  grow for

    (in Latin spica, obsoletely

    speca, from spe,  be the

    s kernel or grain (granum from gerendo, bearing) is

    not all t it bears.   fail?  Shall I

    not rejoice also at the

    granary of t matters little comparatively whe

    fields fill true husbandman will cease from

    anxiety, as t no concern whe woods will

    bear cnuts t, and finish every

    day, relinquiso the produce of his fields, and

    sacrificing in  only  but  fruits also.


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