the dryad-第3章
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forests; villages; villas appeared… came nearer… vanished!
The chestnut tree moved forward; and the Dryad went with it。
Steam…engine after steam…engine rushed past; sending up into the air
vapory clouds; that formed figures which told of Paris; whence they
came; and whither the Dryad was going。
Everything around knew it; and must know whither she was bound。 It
seemed to her as if every tree she passed stretched out its leaves
towards her; with the prayer… 〃Take me with you! take me with you!〃
for every tree enclosed a longing Dryad。
What changes during this flight! Houses seemed to be rising out of
the earth… more and more… thicker and thicker。 The chimneys rose
like flower…pots ranged side by side; or in rows one above the
other; on the roofs。 Great inscriptions in letters a yard long; and
figures in various colors; covering the walls from cornice to
basement; came brightly out。
〃Where does Paris begin; and when shall I be there?〃 asked the
Dryad。
The crowd of people grew; the tumult and the bustle increased;
carriage followed upon carriage; people on foot and people on
horseback were mingled together; all around were shops on shops; music
and song; crying and talking。
The Dryad; in her tree; was now in the midst of Paris。 The great
heavy wagon all at once stopped on a little square planted with trees。
The high houses around had all of them balconies to the windows;
from which the inhabitants looked down upon the young fresh chestnut
tree; which was coming to be planted here as a substitute for the dead
tree that lay stretched on the ground。
The passers…by stood still and smiled in admiration of its pure
vernal freshness。 The older trees; whose buds were still closed;
whispered with their waving branches; 〃Welcome! welcome!〃 The
fountain; throwing its jet of water high up in the air; to let it fall
again in the wide stone basin; told the wind to sprinkle the new…comer
with pearly drops; as if it wished to give him a refreshing draught to
welcome him。
The Dryad felt how her tree was being lifted from the wagon to
be placed in the spot where it was to stand。 The roots were covered
with earth; and fresh turf was laid on top。 Blooming shrubs and
flowers in pots were ranged around; and thus a little garden arose
in the square。
The tree that had been killed by the fumes of gas; the steam of
kitchens; and the bad air of the city; was put upon the wagon and
driven away。 The passers…by looked on。 Children and old men sat upon
the bench; and looked at the green tree。 And we who are telling this
story stood upon a balcony; and looked down upon the green spring
sight that had been brought in from the fresh country air; and said;
what the old clergyman would have said; 〃Poor Dryad!〃
〃I am happy! I am happy!〃 the Dryad cried; rejoicing; 〃and yet I
cannot realize; cannot describe what I feel。 Everything is as I
fancied it; and yet as I did not fancy it。〃
The houses stood there; so lofty; so close! The sunlight shone
on only one of the walls; and that one was stuck over with bills and
placards; before which the people stood still; and this made a crowd。
Carriages rushed past; carriages rolled past; light ones and heavy
ones mingled together。 Omnibuses; those over…crowded moving houses;
came rattling by; horsemen galloped among them; even carts and
wagons asserted their rights。
The Dryad asked herself if these high…grown houses; which stood so
close around her; would not remove and take other shapes; like the
clouds in the sky; and draw aside; so that she might cast a glance
into Paris; and over it。 Notre Dame must show itself; the Vendome
Column; and the wondrous building which had called and was still
calling so many strangers to the city。
But the houses did not stir from their places。 It was yet day when
the lamps were lit。 The gas…jets gleamed from the shops; and shone
even into the branches of the trees; so that it was like sunlight in
summer。 The stars above made their appearance; the same to which the
Dryad had looked up in her home。 She thought she felt a clear pure
stream of air which went forth from them。 She felt herself lifted up
and strengthened; and felt an increased power of seeing through
every leaf and through every fibre of the root。 Amid all the noise and
the turmoil; the colors and the lights; she knew herself watched by
mild eyes。
From the side streets sounded the merry notes of fiddles and
wind instruments。 Up! to the dance; to the dance! to jollity and
pleasure! that was their invitation。 Such music it was; that horses;
carriages; trees; and houses would have danced; if they had known how。
The charm of intoxicating delight filled the bosom of the Dryad。
〃How glorious; how splendid it is!〃 she cried; rejoicingly。 〃Now I
am in Paris!〃
The next day that dawned; the next night that fell; offered the
same spectacle; similar bustle; similar life; changing; indeed; yet
always the same; and thus it went on through the sequence of days。
〃Now I know every tree; every flower on the square here! I know
every house; every balcony; every shop in this narrow cut…off
corner; where I am denied the sight of this great mighty city。 Where
are the arches of triumph; the Boulevards; the wondrous building of
the world? I see nothing of all this。 As if shut up in a cage; I stand
among the high houses; which I now know by heart; with their
inscriptions; signs; and placards; all the painted confectionery; that
is no longer to my taste。 Where are all the things of which I heard;
for which I longed; and for whose sake I wanted to come hither? what
have I seized; found; won? I feel the same longing I felt before; I
feel that there is a life I should wish to grasp and to experience。
I must go out into the ranks of living men; and mingle among them。 I
must fly about like a bird。 I must see and feel; and become human
altogether。 I must enjoy the one half…day; instead of vegetating for
years in every…day sameness and weariness; in which I become ill;
and at last sink and disappear like the dew on the meadows。 I will
gleam like the cloud; gleam in the sunshine of life; look out over the
whole like the cloud; and pass away like it; no one knoweth whither。〃
Thus sighed the Dryad; and she prayed:
〃Take from me the years that were destined for me; and give me but
half of the life of the ephemeral fly! Deliver me from my prison! Give
me human life; human happiness; only a short span; only the one night;
if it cannot be otherwise; and then punish me for my wish to live;
my longing for life! Strike me out of thy list。 Let my shell; the
fresh young tree; wither; or be hewn down; and burnt to ashes; and
scattered to all the winds!〃
A rustling went through the leaves of the tree; there was a
trembling in each of the leaves; it seemed as if fire streamed through
it。 A gust of wind shook its green crown; and from the midst of that
crown a female figure came forth。 In the same moment she was sitting
beneath the brightly…illuminated leafy branches; young and beautiful
to behold; like poor Mary; to whom the clergyman had said; 〃The
great city will be thy destruction。〃
The Dryad sat at the foot of the tree… at her house door; which
she had locked; and whose key had thrown away。 So young! so fair!
The stars saw her; and blinked at her。 The gas…lamps saw her; and
gleamed and beckoned to her。 How delicate she was; and yet how
blooming!… a child; and yet a grown maiden! Her dress was fine as
silk; green as the freshly…opened leaves on the crown of the tree;
in her nut…brown hair clung a half…opened chestnut blossom。 She looked
like the Goddess of Spring。
For one short minute she sat motionless; then she sprang up;
and; light as a gazelle; she hurried away。 She ran and sprang like the
reflection from the mirror that; carried by the sunshine; is cast; now
here; now there。 Could any one have followed her with his eyes; he
would have seen how marvellously her dress and her form changed;
according to the nature of the house or the place whose l