Chapter 4

类别:文学名著 作者:乔伊斯 本章:Chapter 4

    Sunday ed to tery of trinity, Monday to t, tuesday to to saint Josepo t Blessed Sacrament of tar, Friday to turday to the Blessed Virgin Mary.

    Every morning ery. s every moment of t or action for tentions of tiff and ted e piety; and often as  among t tar, folloerleaved prayer-book t, ant toed figure standing in taments, and imagined t  mass in tacombs.

    in devotional areas. By means of ejaculations and prayers ored up ungrudgingly for tory centuries of days and quarantines and years; yet tual triump in ac ed by  in t of torial fire,   everlasting,  avail no more ture, ion.

    Every part of  ies of ation in life, circled about its ore of spiritual energy. o o eternity; every t, ance of consciousness could be made to revibrate radiantly in  times e repercussion  o feel ion pressing like fingers t caser and to see t of art fortely in  as a number but as a frail column of incense or as a slender flower.

    too, ly - for rousers pockets t  tell treets - transformed to coronals of floure t to s t  grorong in eacues, in faited  ified riple prayer o teries.

    On eac one of ts of t mig of it day by day t in t; and  on its appointed day, confident t it range to  times t anding and knoinct in ture t eac from t  at some future stage of ual progress ty rinity. repidation, because of t te, y o sin against ernal mysterious secret Being to s offered up mass once a year, robed in t of tongues of fire.

    ture and kinsrinity ing from all eternity as in a mirror ions and tting eternally ternal Son and t proceeding out of Faternity - ance by  incomprey t t God ernity, for ages before o tself ed.

    e pronounced solemnly on tage and in t,  forto ime or to force o utter tion. A brief anger en invested  o make it an abiding passion and   of it as if ed er skin or peel.  a subtle, dark, and murmurous presence penetrate ous lust: it, too, . t seemed,  te his soul would harbour.

    But y of love, since God ernity. Gradually, as ual knorical expression of Gods po for every moment and sensation of  of a single leaf ree, s solid substance and complexity no longer existed for y. So entire and unquestionable ure granted to  and  inue to live. Yet t  of t question its use,  ternal omnipresent perfect reality ook up again ies, masses and prayers and sacraments and mortifications, and only t time since  mystery of love did  like t of some neue of tself. ttitude of rapture in sacred art, ted ed lips and eyes as of one about to s before or.

    But ual exaltation and did not allo from even t or lo devotion, striving also by constant mortification to undo t rato acliness fraug under a rigorous discipline. In order to mortify t  o reet  eyes, glancing neito rig and never beer ime to time also  of ting tence and closing to mortify ed no control over led, and made no attempt to flee from noises ion suc. to mortify  as inctive repugnance to bad odours s.  t ain stale fisink like t of long-standing urine; and  odour. to mortify taste ised strict s at table, observed to tter all ts of t by distraction to divert  foods. But it o tification of touc t assiduous ingenuity of inventiveness. ion in bed, sat in t uncomfortable positions, suffered patiently every itc a at t part of  air miging t saying iffly at s or clasped behind him.

    emptations to sin mortally. It surprised o find t at tricate piety and self-restraint  tions. s availed tle for t  being disturbed in ions. It needed an immense effort of o master to give outlet to sucation. Images of tbursts of trivial anger ed among ers, tc lips and fluso ice of y, by to merge ide of oting or prayer and it  failure to do to isfaction  a sensation of spiritual dryness togets and scruples. raversed a period of desolation in o urned into dried-up sources. ed imperfections. ual reception of t did not bring s of virginal self-surrender as did tual communions made by imes at t to t. ts ed book ten by saint Alpers and sere foxpapered leaves. A faded  love and virginal responses seemed to be evoked for s pages in ers prayers. An inaudible voice seemed to caress telling ains of to anser ubera mea commorabitur.

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    once again by tent voices of to murmur to ations. It gave ense sense of poo kno  of consent, in a moment of t, undo all t o feel a flood slooo be ing for t faint timid noiseless  to touc at tant of t touc at t, anding far a of tion; and, seeing ts slooisfaction so kno  yielded nor undone all.

    emptation many times in troubled and  being filctle by little. titude of y greo it succeeded a vague fear t  y t ate of grace by telling  o God at every temptation and t t o o give it. temptations s last trut  trials of ts. Frequent and violent temptations  tadel of t fallen and t to make it fall.

    Often ary inattention at prayer, a movement of trivial anger in le ion y and sed of it once more. It ed and so t  ues or perfections  attain. A restless feeling of guilt   and be absolved, confess and repent again and be absolved again, fruitlessly. Per first y confession  sign t   of his life.

    -- I ? he asked himself

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    tor stood in to t, leaning an elboepood before   above t movements of tly fingers. ts face otal s t from beoucemples and teps and intervals of ts voice as  tion ransference of masters. t on easily s tale and in tep bound to set it on again ful questions.  tale or ruggled to find tless time  in ting for tor to come in, ure to anoto anotil t become clear. t as  some unforeseen cause mig tor from coming, urning and tane.

    tor o speak of t t Bonaventure. t, oo

    Steps indulgent smile and, not being anxious to give an opinion,  dubitative movement h his lips.

    -- I believe, continued tor, t talk no and folloher franciscans.

    -- I suppose tain it in ters? said Stephen.

    -- O certainly, said tor. For ter it is all rig for treet I really t ter to do a, dont you?

    -- It must be troublesome, I imagine.

    -- Of course it is, of course. Just imagine  cycling in all kinds of  t hem in Belgium.

    to be indistinct.

    --  do them?

    -- Les jupes.

    -- O!

    Stepo t see on ts ss image or spectre only passing rapidly across  accent fell upon  t yellow glow winy flame kindling upon his cheek.

    ticles of dress ain soft and delicate stuffs used in t alo e and sinful perfume. As a boy  so feel at Stradbrooke t oo,  time beneatremulous fingers ttle texture of a ocking for, retaining not e, it -uffs t o conceive of tender life.

    But ts lips  s speak lig tly  t ever  of jesuits  aside frankly as not borne out by ers, even tracted o elligent and serious priests, atic and ed prefects.  of ter and   en escaped punis. During all ters a flippant  augian doctrine and urged o live a good life and,  o grace. t of   of ion in Belvedere. A constant sense of to t year of urbulent companions to seduce  of quiet obedience; and, even atement of a master, o doubt openly. Lately some of ts tle c and pity as t of an accustomed  time. One day  say:

    -- I believe t Lord Macaulay ed a mortal sin in  is to say, a deliberate mortal sin.

    Some of t if Victor  test Frencer. t  Victor ten urned against tten wholic.

    -- But t Frencics, said t, or  as ainly .

    tiny flame  an unresting doubt fleal circumstance in t tcs in Clongoing slim jim out of  cap. Some jesuits rack in tain expressions used in Clongoe caves of his mind.

    ening to tant ec t was addressing  voice.

    -- I sent for you today, Stepo speak to you on a very important subject.

    -- Yes, sir.

    --  t you ion?

    Steped o ans ed for the answer and added:

    -- I mean,  o join think.

    -- I imes t of it, said Stephen.

    t let to one side and, uniting h himself.

    -- In a college like t lengto ty, by to oto by t by s. And you, Step of Our Blessed Ladys sodality. Pero call to himself.

    A strong note of pride reinforcing ty of ts voice made Step quicken in response.

    to receive t call, Step, is test  ty God can besto of God. No angel or arc, not even t of God: to bind and to loose from sin, to cast out from tures of God ts t y, to make t God of ar and take t an aephen!

    A flame began to flutter again on Stepen

    ood in reverence! o muse in secret on t-mannered priest, entering a confessional sly, ascending tarsteps, incensing, genuflecting, accompliss of ty and of tance from it. In t dim life s.  ly like suc of sucurned to tar again after  o fill ty of celebrant because it displeased o imagine t all t tual so o be vested unicle of subdeacon at o stand aloof from tar, forgotten by ten s folds or, and as deacon in a dalmatic of clotep belo, o Ite missa est. If ever  it ures of t ar, and served by an acolyte scarcely more boyisal acts alone o go forto encounter reality; and it ly ted rite ion wo cover o give.

    ened in reverent silence noo ts appeal and tinctly a voice bidding  kno po t t for s, of oto  rendered immune mysteriously at ion by tion of aminated to te peace of tar. No touce and break t; no touco make  and drink damnation to  discerning t kno po, and  for ever according to the order of Melchisedec.

    -- I omorroor, t Almigo you  you, Stepo your ron saint, t martyr,  be quite sure, Step you ion because it errible if you found after you  al, remember. Your catecells you t t of  imprints on tual mark  er. It is a solemn question, Step may depend tion of your eternal soul. But o God together.

    o a companion in tual life. Step on to tform above teps and oers cet of young men riding along epping to tina. tant, as t bars of sudden music alastic fabrics of  turrets of c trivial air o ts face and, seeing in it a mirtion of tacly in the companionship.

    As eps troubled self-communion  of a mirting a sunken day from t  aed  material cares.  nigiate and  dismay  morning in tory. troubling odour of to  murmur of t once from every part of  began to irradiate. A feveriss ed and sank as if  unsustaining air and  again t er.

    Some instinct,  tronger tion or piety, quickened  every near approaco t life, an instinct subtle and ile, and armed  acquiescence. to early mass and trying vainly to struggle  ting sickness of omacting at dinner y of a college. , t deep-rooted so eat or drink under a strange roof?   w in every order?

    tephen Dedalus, S.J.

    neo cers before o it tal sensation of an undefined face or colour of a face. trong like a c ten seen on ry mornings on ts? t, s inges of suffocated anger. as it not a mental spectre of ts hers Foxy Campbell?

    t moment before t reet and  teness of  o imagined uary, at te and irrevocable act of ened to end for ever, in time and in eternity, or urging upon ery and poly office repeated itself idly in  to  it and  tation ened to o an idle formal tale. abernacle as priest. iny o be elusive of social or religious orders. ts appeal did not touco tined to learn  from oto learn the world.

    ts  fallen but ly, in an instant. Not to fall oo oo  t lapse of   some instant to come, falling, falling, but not yet fallen, still unfallen, but about to fall.

    ream of tolka and turned ant toood fo of poor cottages. to t, o  dour stink of rotted cabbages came to it agnation of vegetable life,  laug of t solitary farmc. A second laugaking rise from t after a pause, broke from arily as  of  urn ts of tfully plunging h.

    co tcers ting round table. tea  of tered tea remained in ttoms of ts s and lumps of sugared bread, turned broea able. Little ea lay uck turnover.

    t grey-blue gloly a sudden instinct of remorse in Step. All t o ; but t glow of evening sheir faces no sign of rancour.

    near t table and asked wher were. One answered:

    -- Goneboro toboro lookboro atboro aboro houseboro.

    Still anoten asked en. A frown of scorn darkened quickly ioner.

    he asked:

    -- s a fair question?

    -- Becauseboro tboro usboro outboro.

    t broto sing t in tilly Nigook up til a full cer melody, glee after glee, till t pale ligill t dark nig fell.

    ed for some moments, listening, before oo took up tening  to tone of  out on lifes journey the way.

    ciplied tion of tions of ce of ering upon it. And  Neterance, like ture o t pain and  ter time.

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    no longer.

    From to te of Clontarf Ce of Clontail Co to to t first, planting eps scrupulously in tcpatiming to tutor, to find out for  ty. For a full ing: but  no longer.

    off abruptly for t le migs  the police barrack and was safe.

    Yes, ile to tless silence. Yet rust pricked  coldly crengtagonism gat y and o of a first noiseless sundering of their lives.

    ty! So ries o keep   be subject to ter satisfaction uplifted o serve yet did not see o escape by an unseen pat beckoned to ure  to be opened to  seemed to  es of fitful music leaping upone and doriple-brancfully, flame after flame, out of a midnig  greer, t of time, o ures racing, t pattering like rain upon t passed in pattering tumult over  of s, t of s and elopes, until hem no more and remembered only a proud cadence from Newman:

    --  are as t of s and underneating arms.

    t dim image brougo y of t  to be iny and urned aside, obeying a inct. Noime lay betion  his body. he had refused. hy?

    urned sea Dollymount and as o t tramp of . A squad of cian brots o pass, trembling and resounding. tained yellorove to look at t stain of personal sion rose to ried to o ter under t ill saion top-s and ape-like collars and loosely-hes.

    -- Brother hickey.

    Brother Quaid.

    Brother MacArdle.

    Brother Keogh.--

    ty  ell  trite s, it migribute of devotion t tenfold more acceptable te adoration. It oo tell  if o tes, stripped of en and in beggars  toering, finally, to argue, against e certitude, t t of love bade us not to love our neig and intensity of love but to love he same kind of love.

    reasure and spoke it softly to himself:

    -- A day of dappled seaborne clouds.

    t to glo t self. Did ter tions of legend and colour? Or  t, being as oried templation of an inner ions mirrored perfectly in a lucid supple periodic prose?

    rembling bridge on to firm land again. At t instant, as it seemed to oer, ide. A faint click at , a faint t told   strike across t but raig pointed against th.

    A veiled sunlig up faintly t of er s flecked tant still, ty lay prone in y of cendom o imeless air, no older nor more ient of subjection te.

    Disened, oing clouds, dappled and seaborne. ts of t of nomads on t trange tongues and valleyed and  and citadelled and of entrenc conscious of but could not capture even for an instant; to recede, to recede, to recede, and from eacrail of nebulous music te, piercing like a star the world was calling.

    -- ephanos!

    -- he Dedalus!

    -- Ao!E over, Delling you, or Ill give you a stuff in the kisser for yourselfAo!

    -- Good man, towser! Duck him!

    -- Come along, Dedalus! Bous Stepephaneforos!

    -- Duck owser!

    -- help! help!Ao!

    ively before inguis of t medley of  nakedness co te or suffused  or raanned by t of tone, poised on its rude supports and rocking under tones of ter over re. toer; and drencted hair.

    ood still in deference to ter erless t toned collar, Ennis   belt   s! It o see to see t made repellent tiable nakedness. Peraken refuge in number and noise from t dread in t  from t dread ood of tery of his own body.

    -- Stepepephaneforos!

    ter  neo  flattered y. Noo imeless seemed t all ages o  before t of t kingdom of ture of ty. No tificer, o o see a  did it mean? as it a quaint device opening a page of some medieval book of propo serve and s of cist forging aneter of th a new soaring impalpable imperishable being?

    trembled; er and a  passed over  trembled in an ecstasy of fear and . itude and made radiant and commingled  of t. An ecstasy of flig remulous and   limbs.

    -- One! t!

    -- Oh, Cripes, Im drownded!

    -- One! three and away!

    -- t! t!

    -- One!UK!

    -- Stephaneforos!

    aco cry aloud, to cry piercingly of o to  ties and despair, not t o tar. An instant of wild fligriump his brain.

    -- Stephaneforos!

    cerements s and day, titude t   - cerements, the grave?

    e proudly out of t artificer wiful, impalpable, imperishable.

    arted up nervously from tone-block for   t of  burned to set out for t seemed to cry. Evening  fall upon trange fields and hills and faces. here?

    oide  fast along ts. ide and about ts of tclad figures, wading and delving.

    Inca fes , ockings folded in s and ted laces over ed salt-eaten stick out of tsam among ter.

    t in trand and, as s course,  t of sea and olive, it moved beneat, surning. ter of t  and mirrored ting clouds. ting above ly and silently tangle ing below ill and a new wild life was singing in his veins.

    iny, to brood alone upon terfuge to queen it in faded cerements and in   touch? Or where was he?

    o t of life. ed, alone amid a e of  of sangle and veiled grey sunligclad figures of che air.

    A girl stood before ream, alone and still, gazing out to sea. So trange and beautiful seabird. e as a cranes and pure save - to te fringes of  s ed boldly about  and dovetailed be and slig and soft as t of some dark-plumaged dove. But oucal beauty, her face.

    Sill, gazing out to sea; and o  sufferance of  sonness. Long, long sly  toream, gently stirring ter   faint noise of gently moving er broke t and  flame trembled on her cheek.

    -- epburst of profane joy.

    urned arand. rembling. On and on and on and on rode, far out over to to greet t of t o him.

    o asy.  to live, to err, to fall, to triumpo recreate life out of life! A y, an envoy from ts of life, to tant of ecstasy tes of all the ways of error and glory. On and on and on and on!

    ed suddenly and  in t ?

    to  tide urn and already turned landoufted sandknolls and lay do t still t of his blood.

    above  indifferent dome and t aken o .

    rembled as if t t cyclic movement of tcrembled as if t trange ligo some neastic, dim, uncertain as under sea, traversed by cloudy srembling, trembling and unfolding, a breaking lig spread in endless succession to itself, breaking in full crimson and unfolding and fading to palest rose, leaf by leaf and s soft flusher.

    Evening ure of  its joy.

    o t of t  te of skyline, tide  to t figures in distant pools.


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