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the professor at the breakfast table-第8部分

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over the desert…sand along which my lonely consciousness paces day

and night; than I shall throw into soil where it will germinate; in a

year。  All sorts of bodily and mental perturbations come between us

and the due projection of our thought。  The pulse…like 〃fits of easy

and difficult transmission〃 seem to reach even the transparent medium

through which our souls are seen。  We know our humanity by its often

intercepted rays; as we tell a revolving light from a star or meteor

by its constantly recurring obscuration。



An illustrious scholar once told me; that; in the first lecture he

ever delivered; he spoke but half his allotted time; and felt as if

he had told all he knew。  Braham came forward once to sing one of his

most famous and familiar songs; and for his life could not recall the

first line of it;he told his mishap to the audience; and they

screamed it at him in a chorus of a thousand voices。  Milton could

not write to suit himself; except from the autumnal to the vernal

equinox。  One in the clothing…business; who; there is reason to

suspect; may have inherited; by descent; the great poet's impressible

temperament; let a customer slip through his fingers one day without

fitting him with a new garment。  〃Ah!〃 said he to a friend of mine;

who was standing by; 〃if it hadn't been for that confounded headache

of mine this morning; I'd have had a coat on that man; in spite of

himself; before he left…the store。〃  A passing throb; only;but it

deranged the nice mechanism required to persuade the accidental human

being; X; into a given piece of broadcloth; A。



We must take care not to confound this frequent difficulty of

transmission of our ideas with want of ideas。  I suppose that a man's

mind does in time form a neutral salt with the elements in the

universe for which it has special elective affinities。  In fact; I

look upon a library as a kind of mental chemist's shop filled with

the crystals of all forms and hues which have come from the union of

individual thought with local circumstances or universal principles。



When a man has worked out his special affinities in this way; there

is an end of his genius as a real solvent。  No more effervescence and

hissing tumultas he pours his sharp thought on the world's biting

alkaline unbeliefs!  No more corrosion of the old monumental tablets

covered with lies!  No more taking up of dull earths; and turning

them; first into clear solutions; and then into lustrous prisms!



I; the Professor; am very much like other men: I shall not find out

when I have used up my affinities。  What a blessed thing it is; that

Nature; when she invented; manufactured; and patented her authors;

contrived to make critics out of the chips that were left!  Painful

as the task is; they never fail to warn the author; in the most

impressive manner; of the probabilities of failure in what he has

undertaken。  Sad as the necessity is to their delicate sensibilities;

they never hesitate to advertise him of the decline of his powers;

and to press upon him the propriety of retiring before he sinks into

imbecility。  Trusting to their kind offices; I shall endeavor to

fulfil…



Bridget enters and begins clearing the table。



The following poem is my (The Professor's) only contribution to the

great department of Ocean…Cable literature。  As all the poets of this

country will be engaged for the next six weeks in writing for the

premium offered by the Crystal…Palace Company for the Burns

Centenary; (so called; according to our Benjamin Franklin; because

there will be nary a cent for any of us;) poetry will be very scarce

and dear。  Consumers may; consequently; be glad to take the present

article; which; by the aid of a Latin tutorand a Professor of

Chemistry; will be found intelligible to the educated classes。









                  DE SAUTY



         AN ELECTRO…CHEMICAL ECLOGUE。



         Professor。       Blue…Nose。





PROFESSOR。



Tell me; O Provincial!  speak; Ceruleo…Nasal!

Lives there one De Sauty extant now among yon;

Whispering Boanerges; son of silent thunder;

Holding talk with nations ?



Is there a De Sauty; ambulant on Tellus;

Bifid…cleft like mortals; dormient in night…cap;

Having sight; smell; hearing; food…receiving feature

Three times daily patent ?



Breathes there such a being; O Ceruleo…Nasal?

Or is he a mythus;ancient word for 〃humbug;〃

Such as Livy told about the wolf that wet…nursed

Romulus and Remus?



Was he born of woman; this alleged De Sauty?

Or a living product of galvanic action;

Like the status bred in Crosses flint…solution?

Speak; thou Cyano…Rhinal!







BLUE…NOSE。



Many things thou askest; jackknife…bearing stranger;

Much…conjecturing mortal; pork…and…treacle…waster!

Pretermit thy whittling; wheel thine ear…flap toward me;

Thou shalt hear them answered。



When the charge galvanic tingled through the cable;

At the polar focus of the wire electric

Suddenly appeared a white…faced man among us

Called himself 〃DE SAUTY。〃



As the small opossum held in pouch maternal

Grasps the nutrient organ whence the term mammalia;

So the unknown stranger held the wire electric;

Sucking in the current。



When the current strengthened; bloomed the pale…faced stranger;

Took no drink nor victual; yet grew fat and rosy;

And from time to time; in sharp articulation;

Said; 〃All right!  DE SAUTY。〃



》From the lonely station passed the utterance; spreading

Through the pines and hemlocks to the groves of steeples

Till the land was filled with loud reverberations

Of 〃All right! DE SAUTY。〃



When the current slackened; drooped the mystic stranger;

Faded; faded; faded; as the stream grew weaker;

Wasted to a shadow; with a hartshorn odor

Of disintegration。



Drops of deliquescence glistened on his forehead;

Whitened round his feet the dust of efflorescence;

Till one Monday morning; when the flow suspended;

There was no De Sauty。



Nothing but a cloud of elements organic;

C。 O。 H。 N。 Ferrum; Chor。  Flu。  Sil。  Potassa;

Calc。  Sod。  Phosph。  Mag。  Sulphur; Mang。(?) Alumin。(?) Cuprum;(?)

Such as man is made of。



Born of stream galvanic; with it be had perished!

There is no De Sauty now there is no current!

Give us a new cable; then again we'll hear him

Cry; 〃All right!  DE SAUTY。〃









II



Back again! A turtlewhich means a tortoiseis fond of his shell;

but if you put a live coal on his back; he crawls out of it。  So the

boys say。



It is a libel on the turtle。  He grows to his shell; and his shell is

in his body as much as his body is in his shell。 I don't think

there is one of our boarders quite so testudineous as I am。  Nothing

but a combination of motives; more peremptory than the coal on the

turtle's back; could have got me to leave the shelter of my carapace;

and after memorable interviews; and kindest hospitalities; and grand

sights; and huge influx of patriotic pride;f
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