Conclusion

类别:文学名著 作者:亨利·大卫·梭罗 本章:Conclusion

    to tors wisely recommend a change of air and

    scenery.  t all the buckeye does

    not grohe mockingbird is rarely heard here.

    te t

    in Canada, takes a lunche

    nigo some extent, keeps

    pace ures of the Colorado only

    till a greener and ser grass as one.  Yet

    if rail fences are pulled doone walls piled

    up on our farms, bounds are  to our lives and our

    fates decided.  If you are co

    go to tierra del Fuego t you may go to the land of

    infernal fire neverthan our views of

    it.

    Yet afferel of our craft, like

    curious passengers, and not make tupid sailors

    picking oakum.  t the home of our

    correspondent.  Our voyaging is only great-circle sailing, and the

    doctors prescribe for diseases of tens to

    souto c surely t is not the

    game er.   giraffes

    if ; but I

    trust it o s ones self.--

    quot;Direct your eye right inward, and youll find

    A thousand regions in your mind

    Yet undiscovered.  travel them, and be

    Expert in ;

    does Africa --  stand for?  Is not our own

    interior ? black t may prove, like the

    coast, he Niger,

    or t Passage around tinent,

    t  concern

    mankind?  Is Franklin t, t his wife should

    be so earnest to find him?  Does Mr. Grinnell know where he himself

    is?  Be rathe Lewis and Clark and Frobisher, of

    your oreams and oceans; explore your oudes --

    s to support you, if they be

    necessary; and pile ty cans sky-high for a sign.  ere

    preserved meats invented to preserve meat merely?  Nay, be a

    Columbus to s and hin you, opening new

    c of trade, but of t.  Every man is the lord of a

    realm beside ty

    state, a  by t some can be patriotic who

    , and sacrifice ter to they

    love t h

    t e triotism is a

    maggot in t  South-Sea

    Exploring Expedition, s parade and expense, but an

    indirect recognition of t t tinents and seas

    in to

    unexplored by  t it is easier to sail many thousand miles

    torm and cannibals, in a government sh

    five o assist one, t is to explore the

    private sea, tlantic and Pacific Ocean of ones being alone.

    quot;Erret, et extremos alter scrutetur Iberos.

    Plus  ae, plus  ille viae.quot;

    Let tinize tlandisralians.

    I he road.

    It is not o go round to count ts in

    Zanzibar.  Yet do till you can do better, and you may

    per;Symmes ; by  at t

    last.  England and France, Spain and Portugal, Gold Coast and Slave

    Coast, all front on te sea; but no bark from them has

    ventured out of sig is  doubt t

    o India.  If you o speak all tongues and conform

    to toms of all nations, if you ravel farthan all

    travellers, be naturalized in all climes, and cause to

    das a stone, even obey t of the old

    phe eye and

    ted and deserters go to the wars, cowards

    t run a.  Start no fart ern way,

    t

    to C leads on direct, a tangent to

    ter, day and night, sun down, moon down,

    and at last eartoo.

    It is said t Mirabeau took to ;to ascertain

    ion o place ones self

    in formal opposition to t sacred lay.quot;  he

    declared t quot;a soldier  require

    padquot; -- quot;t honor and religion have

    never stood in t;

    t it

    desperate.  A saner man would en enoug;in

    formal oppositionquot; to ;t sacred laws of

    society,quot; to yet more sacred laws, and so have

    tested ion  going out of  is not for a

    man to put titude to society, but to maintain

    ever attitude o

    tion to a

    just government, if o meet h such.

    I left t there.  Perhaps

    it seemed to me t I o live, and could not

    spare any more time for t one.  It is remarkable how easily and

    insensibly o a particular route, and make a beaten track

    for ourselves.  I  lived t wore a

    pato t is five or six

    years since I trod it, it is still quite distinct.  It is true, I

    fear, t oto it, and so o keep it

    open.  t and impressible by t

    of men; and so ravels.  how worn and

    dusty, t be ts of

    tradition and conformity!  I did not ake a cabin passage,

    but rato go before t and on the world, for

    t see t amid tains.  I do not

    wiso go below now.

    I learned t least, by my experiment: t if one advances

    confidently in tion of o live

    t h a success

    unexpected in common  some things behind, will

    pass an invisible boundary; new, universal, and more liberal laws

    o establishe old

    laerpreted in his favor in a more liberal

    sense, and he license of a higher order of

    beings.  In proportion as he

    universe ude  be

    solitude, nor poverty poverty, nor weakness weakness.  If you have

    built castles in t be lost; t is where

    t tions under them.

    It is a ridiculous demand w

    you s tand you.  Neither men nor

    toadstools gro ant, and t

    enougo understand you  ture could support

    but one order of understandings, could not sustain birds as well as

    quadrupeds, flying as hings, and hush and whoa,

    and,  Englishere

    y in stupidity alone.  I fear c my expression

    may not be extravagant enoug wander far enoughe

    narros of my daily experience, so as to be adequate to the

    trutra vagance! it depends on

    ing buffalo, wures

    in anotitude, is not extravagant like the cow which kicks

    over ter her calf, in

    milking time.  I desire to speak somew bounds; like a

    man in a , to men in ts; for I am

    convinced t I cannot exaggerate enougo lay tion

    of a true expression.   rain of music feared

    t ravagantly any more forever?  In view

    of ture or possible, we se laxly and undefined

    in front, our outlines dim and misty on t side; as our shadows

    reveal an insensible perspiration toile

    trutinually betray the

    residual statement.  trutantly translated; its

    literal monument alone remains.  th

    and piety are not definite; yet t and fragrant

    like frankincense to superior natures.

    o our dullest perception always, and praise

    t as common sense?  t sense is the sense of men

    asleep, o

    class tted ted,

    because e only a t of t.  Some would

    find fault  up early enough.

    quot;tend,quot; as I ;t the verses of Kabir have four

    different senses; illusion, spirit, intellect, and teric

    doctrine of t;; but in t of t is

    considered a ground for complaint if a mans ings admit of more

    terpretation.  o cure the

    potato-rot,  any endeavor to cure t, which

    prevails so mucally?

    I do not suppose t I tained to obscurity, but I should

    be proud if no more fatal fault his

    score tomers

    objected to its blue color, y, as

    if it e,

    but tastes of y men love is like ts which

    envelop t like ther beyond.

    Some are dinning in our ears t we Americans, and moderns

    generally, are intellectual ds, or

    even t  to the purpose?  A

    living dog is better than a dead lion.  Shall a man go and hang

    o t be the

    biggest pygmy t  every one mind his own business, and

    endeavor to be w he was made.

    e e to succeed and in such

    desperate enterprises?  If a man does not keep pace h his

    companions, per is because  drummer.  Let

    ep to the music which he hears, however measured or far away.

    It is not important t ure as soon as an apple tree

    or an oak.  Surn o summer?  If tion

    of t yet, y

    ute?  e  be shipwrecked on a vain

    reality.  S a heaven of blue glass over

    ourselves, t is done ill at

    true et?

    tist in ty of Kouroo wo

    strive after perfection.  One day it came into o make a

    staff.   in an imperfect ime is an

    ingredient, but into a perfect ime does not enter, o

    s in all respects, though I should do

    notantly to t for

    it s be made of unsuitable

    material; and as ed stick after stick, his

    friends gradually deserted heir works and

    died, but  older by a moment.  his singleness of purpose

    and resolution, and ed piety, endowed  his

    knoh

    time, time kept out of  a distance

    because  overcome ock in

    all respects suitable ty of Kouroo was a hoary ruin, and he

    sat on one of its mounds to peel tick.  Before

    ty of t an end, and

    of tick e t of t

    race in time he had

    smootaff Kalpa ar;

    and ere  on th precious

    stones, Braimes.  But why do I

    stay to mention troke  to

    suddenly expanded before tonished

    artist into t of all tions of Brahma.  he had made

    a neem in making a staff, a h full and fair

    proportions; in ies had

    passed aheir places.

    And now ill fres ,

    t, for ime had been an

    illusion, and t no more time han is required for a

    single scintillation from to fall on and inflame

    tinder of a mortal brain.  terial was pure, and

    han wonderful?

    No face ter ead us so

    last as trut part, we

    are not ion.  ty

    of our natures,  ourselves into it, and

    time, and it is doubly difficult

    to get out.  In sane moments s, t

    is.  Say  h is

    better tom inker, standing on the

    gallo;tell tailors,quot;

    said ;to remember to make a knot in they

    take t stitc;  ten.

    it and live it; do not s

    and call it  is not so bad as you are.  It looks

    poorest -finder s

    even in paradise.  Love your life, poor as it is.  You may perhaps

    , thrilling, glorious hours, even in a poorhouse.

    tting sun is reflected from the almshouse as

    brigs before its

    door as early in t see but a quiet mind may live

    as contentedly ts, as in a palace.

    too me often to live t independent lives

    of any.  Maybe t enougo receive

    misgiving.  Most t ted by the

    to it oftener  t above supporting

    t means, wable.

    Cultivate poverty like a garden  trouble

    yourself muco get neurn

    turn to t change; we change.  Sell

    your clots.  God  you do not

    society.  If I o a corner of a garret all my

    days, like a spider, t as large to me while I

    s about me.  t;From an army of

    take as general, and put it in

    disorder; from t abject and vulgar one cannot take

    a;  Do not seek so anxiously to be developed, to

    subject yourself to many influences to be played on; it is all

    dissipation.  y like darkness reveals ts.

    ty and meanness gat;and lo!

    creation o our vie;  e are often reminded t if there

    o still be

    tially the same.  Moreover, if you are

    restricted in your range by poverty, if you cannot buy books and

    neance, you are but confined to t

    significant and vital experiences; you are compelled to deal h

    terial  starc is

    life near t is sest.  You are defended from

    being a trifler.  No man loses ever on a loy

    on a ies only.  Money

    is not required to buy one necessary of the soul.

    I live in to wion was

    poured a little alloy of bell-metal.  Often, in the repose of my

    mid-day, tintinnabulum from

    .  It is temporaries.  My neigell

    me of tures lemen and ladies, w

    notabilities t at table; but I am no more

    interested in sucents of times.

    terest and tion are about costume and manners

    c a goose is a goose still, dress it as you hey

    tell me of California and texas, of England and the

    ts, all transient and

    fleeting pill I am ready to leap from t-yard

    like t to come to my bearings -- not walk

    in procession  to

    to live

    in tless, nervous, bustling, trivial Nineteentury, but

    stand or sit tfully w goes by.   are men

    celebrating?  ttee of arrangements, and

    a speec of

    ter is or.  I love to tle, to

    gravitate to rongly and rigtracts

    me -- not ry to weig

    suppose a case, but take t is; to travel th I

    can, and t on  affords me no

    satisfaction to commerce to spring an arc a solid

    foundation.  Let us not play at kittly-benders.  there is a solid

    bottom everyraveller asked the

    som.  t it had.

    But presently travellers o ths, and he

    observed to t;I t you said t this bog had a hard

    bottom.quot;  quot;So it ; anster, quot;but you  got

    o it yet.quot;  So it is he bogs and quicksands of

    society; but  kno.  Only ,

    said, or done at a certain rare coincidence is good.  I  be

    one of to mere lath and

    plastering; sucs.  Give me a

    me feel for t depend on the

    putty.  Drive a nail  so fait you can

    and tisfaction -- a

    he Muse.  So will

    her

    rivet in the work.

    Ratrut

    at a table where were rich food and wine in abundance, and

    obsequious attendance, but sincerity and trut; and I

    aality was as

    cold as t t to freeze

    talked to me of the

    vintage; but I t of an older, a newer, and purer wine, of a

    more glorious vintage, , and could not buy.

    tyle, t;entertainmentquot; pass for

    not  in his

    ed like a man incapacitated for ality.  there

    was a man in my neigree.  his

    manners ruly regal.  I ster had I called on

    him.

    in our porticoes practising idle and musty

    virtues, ?  As if one o

    begin to hoe his

    potatoes; and in ternoon go forto practise Cian

    meekness and cy !  Consider the China

    pride and stagnant self-complacency of mankind.  tion

    inclines a little to congratulate itself on being t of an

    illustrious line; and in Boston and London and Paris and Rome,

    ts long descent, it speaks of its progress in art and

    science and literature isfaction.  the Records of

    ties, and t Men!

    It is templating ue.  quot;Yes, we have

    done great deeds, and sung divine songs, w; --

    t is, as long as ies and

    great men of Assyria -- hful philosophers

    and experimentalists  one of my readers who has

    yet lived a hs in

    tch, we have

    not seen teen-year locust yet in Concord.  e are

    acquainted

    delved six feet beneathe surface, nor leaped as many

    above it.  e kno where we are.  Beside, we are sound asleep

    nearly ime.  Yet eem ourselves wise, and have an

    establisruly, hinkers, we

    are ambitious spirits!  As I stand over t crahe

    pine needles on t floor, and endeavoring to conceal itself

    from my sig will chose humble

    ts, and bide its , pers

    benefactor, and impart to its race some cion, I am

    reminded of ter Benefactor and Intelligence t stands over

    me t.

    t influx of novelty into t

    olerate incredible dulness.  I need only suggest w kind of

    sermons are still listened to in t enligries.

    t the burden

    of a psalm, sung wang, whe

    ordinary and mean.  e t we can ches only.

    It is said t tisable,

    and t ted States are a first-rate po

    believe t a tide rises and falls be

    tis in his

    mind.   sort of seventeen-year locust  come

    out of t of t

    framed, like t of Britain, in after-dinner conversations over the

    wine.

    ter in t may rise this

    year , and flood the parched

    uplands; even tful year, w

    all our muskrats.  It  always dry land where we dwell.  I see

    far inland tream anciently washed, before

    science began to record its fress.  Every one ory

    iful

    bug able of apple-tree

    cy years, first

    in Connecticut, and afters -- from an egg

    deposited in tree many years earlier still, as appeared

    by counting t; w

    for several weeks, c of an urn.  ho

    does not feel ion and immortality

    strengt beautiful and

    winged life, whose egg has been buried for ages under many

    concentric layers of y,

    deposited at first in tree,

    o ts

    omb --  now for years by

    tonis round tive board --

    may unexpectedly come fort societys most trivial and

    ure, to enjoy its perfect summer life at last!

    I do not say t Jo

    sucer of t morrow wime can

    never make to da  our eyes is darkness

    to us.  Only t day dao where is more

    day to da a morning star.


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