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道林格雷的画像_奥斯卡·王尔德-第15章

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o applaud。 motionless; and as one in a dream; sat dorian gray; gazing at her。 lord henry peered through his glasses; murmuring; 〃charming! charming!〃

the scene was the hall of capulets house; and romeo in his pilgrims dress had entered with mercutio and his other friends。 the band; such as it was; struck up a few bars of music; and the dance began。 through the crowd of ungainly; shabbily dressed actors; sibyl vane moved like a creature from a finer world。 her body swayed; while she danced; as a plant sways in the water。 the curves of her throat were the curves of a white lily。 her hands seemed to be made of cool ivory。

yet she was curiously listless。 she showed no sign of joy when her eyes rested on romeo。 the few words she had to speak

good pilgrim; you do wrong your hand too much;

which mannerly devotion shows in this;

for saints have hands that pilgrims hands do touch;

and palm to palm is holy palmers kiss 

with the brief dialogue that follows; were spoken in a thoroughly artificial manner。 the voice was exquisite; but from the point of view of tone it was absolutely false。 it was wrong in colour。 it took away all the life from the verse。 it made the passion unreal。

dorian gray grew pale as he watched her。 he was puzzled and anxious。 neither of his friends dared to say anything to him。 she seemed to them to be absolutely inpetent。 they were horribly disappointed。

yet they felt that the true test of any juliet is the balcony scene of the second act。 they waited for that。 if she failed there; there was nothing in her。

she looked charming as she came out in the moonlight。 that could not be denied。 but the staginess of her acting was unbearable; and grew worse as she went on。 her gestures became absurdly artificial。 she overemphasized everything that she had to say。 the beautiful passage

thou knowest the mask of night is on my face;

else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek

for that which thou hast heard me speak to…night

was declaimed with the painful precision of a schoolgirl who has been taught to recite by some second…rate professor of elocution。 when she leaned over the balcony and came to those wonderful lines

although i joy in thee;

i have no joy of this contract to…night:

it is too rash; too unadvised; too sudden;

too like the lightning; which doth cease to be

ere one can say; 〃it lightens。〃 sweet; good…night!

this bud of love by summers ripening breath

may prove a beauteous flower when next we meet 

she spoke the words as though they conveyed no meaning to her。 it was not nervousness。 indeed; so far from being nervous; she was absolutely self…contained。 it was simply bad art。 she was a plete failure。

even the mon uneducated audience of the pit and gallery lost their interest in the play。 they got restless; and began to talk loudly and to whistle。 the jew manager; who was standing at the back of the dress…circle; stamped and swore with rage。 the only person unmoved was the girl herself。

when the second act was over; there came a storm of hisses; and lord henry got up from his chair and put on his coat。 〃she is quite beautiful; dorian;〃 he said; 〃but she cant act。 let us go。〃

〃i am going to see the play through;〃 answered the lad; in a hard bitter voice。 〃i am awfully sorry that i have made you waste an evening; harry。 i apologize to you both。〃

〃my dear dorian; i should think miss vane was ill;〃 interrupted hallward。 〃we will e some other night。〃

〃i wish she were ill;〃 he rejoined。 〃but she seems to me to be simply callous and cold。 she has entirely altered。 last night she was a great artist。 this evening she is merely a monplace mediocre actress。〃

〃dont talk like that about any one you love; dorian。 love is a more wonderful thing than art。〃

〃they are both simply forms of imitation;〃 remarked lord henry。 〃but do let us go。 dorian; you must not stay here any longer。 it is not good for ones morals to see bad acting。 besides; i dont suppose you will want your wife to act; so what does it matter if she plays juliet like a wooden doll? she is very lovely; and if she knows as little about life as she does about acting; she will be a delightful experience。 there are only two kinds of people who are really fascinating people who know absolutely everything; and people who know absolutely nothing。 good heavens; my dear boy; dont look so tragic! the secret of remaining young is never to have an emotion that is unbeing。 e to the club with basil and myself。 we will smoke cigarettes and drink to the beauty of sibyl vane。 she is beautiful。 what more can you want?〃

〃go away; harry;〃 cried the lad。 〃i want to be alone。 basil; you must go。 ah! cant you see that my heart is breaking?〃 the hot tears came to his eyes。 his lips trembled; and rushing to the back of the box; he leaned up against the wall; hiding his face in his hands。

〃let us go; basil;〃 said lord henry with a strange tenderness in his voice; and the two young men passed out together。

a few moments afterwards the footlights flared up and the curtain rose on the third act。 dorian gray went back to his seat。 he looked pale; and proud; and indifferent。 the play dragged on; and seemed interminable。 half of the audience went out; tramping in heavy boots and laughing。 the whole thing was a fiasco。 the last act was played to almost empty benches。 the curtain went down on a titter and some groans。

as soon as it was over; dorian gray rushed behind the scenes into the greenroom。 the girl was standing there alone; with a look of triumph on her face。 her eyes were lit with an exquisite fire。 there was a radiance about her。 her parted lips were smiling over some secret of their own。

when he entered; she looked at him; and an expression of infinite joy came over her。 〃how badly i acted to…night; dorian!〃 she cried。

〃horribly!〃 he answered; gazing at her in amazement。 〃horribly! it was dreadful。 are you ill? you have no idea what it was。 you have no idea what i suffered。〃

the girl smiled。 〃dorian;〃 she answered; lingering over his name with long…drawn music in her voice; as though it were sweeter than honey to the red petals of her mouth。 〃dorian; you should have understood。 but you understand now; dont you?〃

〃understand what?〃 he asked; angrily。

〃why i was so bad to…night。 why i shall always be bad。 why i shall never act well again。〃

he shrugged his shoulders。 〃you are ill; i suppose。 when you are ill you shouldnt act。 you make yourself ridiculous。 my friends were bored。 i was bored。〃

she seemed not to listen to him。 she was transfigured with joy。 an ecstasy of happiness dominated her。

〃dorian; dorian;〃 she cried; 〃before i knew you; acting was the one reality of my life。 it was only in the theatre that i lived。 i thought that it was all true。 i was rosalind one night and portia the other。 the joy of beatrice was my joy; and the sorrows of cordelia were mine also。 i believed in everything。 the mon people who acted with me seemed to me to be godlike。 the painted scenes were my world。 i knew nothing but shadows; and i thought them real。 you cameoh; my beautiful love! and you freed my soul from prison。 you taught me what reality really is。 to…night; for the first time in my life; i saw through the hollowness; the sham; the silliness of the empty pageant in which i had always played。 to…night; for the first time; i became conscious that the romeo was hideous; and old; and painted; that the moonlight in the orchard was false; that the scenery was vulgar; and that the words i had to speak were unreal; were not my words; were not what i wanted to say。 you had brought me something higher; something of which all art is but a reflection。 you had made me understand what love really is。 my love! my love! prince charming! prince of life! i have grown sick of shadows。 you are more to me than all art can ever be。 what have i to do with the puppets of a play? when i came on to…night; i could not understand how it was that everything had gone from me。 i thought that i was going to be wonderful。 i found that i could do nothing。 suddenly it dawned on my soul what it all meant。 the knowledge was exquisite to me。 i heard them hissing; and i smiled。 what could they know of love such as ours? take me away; doriantake me away with you; where we can be quite alone。 i hate the stage。 i might mimic a passion that i do not feel; but i cannot mimic one that burns me like fire。 oh; dorian; dorian; you understand now what it signifies? even if i could do it; it would be profanation for me to play at being in love。 you have made me see that。〃

he flung himself down on the sofa and turned away his face。 〃you have killed my love;〃 he muttered。

she looked at him in wonder and laughed。 he made no answer。 she came across to him; and with her little fingers stroked his hair。 she knelt down and pressed his hands to her lips。 he drew them away; and a shudder ran through him。

then he leaped up and went to the door。 〃yes;〃 he cried; 〃you have killed my love。 you used to stir my imagination。 now you dont even stir my curiosity。 you simply produce no effect。 i loved you because you were marvellous; because you had genius and intellect; because you realized the dreams of great poets and gave shape and substance to the shadows of art。 you have thrown it all away。 you are shallow and stupid。 my god! how mad i was to love you! what a fool i have been! you are nothing to me now。 i will never see you again。 i will never think of you。 i will never mention your name。 you dont know what you were to me; once。 why; once 。 。 。 oh; i cant bear to think of it! i wish i had never laid eyes upon you! you have spoiled the romance of my life。 how little you can know of love; if you say it mars your art! without your art; you are nothing。 i would have made you famous; splendid; magnificent。 the world would have worshipped you; and you would have borne my name。 what are you now? a third…rate actress with a pretty face。〃

the girl grew white; and trembled。 she clenched her hands together; and her voice seemed to catch in her throat。 〃you are not serious; dorian?〃 she murmured。 〃you are acting。〃

〃acting! i leave that to you。 you do it so well;〃 he answered bitterly。

she rose from her knees and; with a piteous expression of pain in her face; came across the room to him。 she put her hand upon his arm and looked into his eyes。 he thrust her back。 〃dont touch me!〃 he cried。

a low moan broke from her; and she flung herself at his feet and lay there like a trampled flower。 〃dorian; dorian; dont leave me!〃 she whispered。 〃i am so sorry i didnt act well。 i was thinking of you all the time。 but i will tryindeed; i will try。 it came so suddenly across me; my love for you。 i think i should never have known it if you had not kissed me if we had not kissed each other。 kiss me again; my love。 dont go away from me。 i couldnt bear it。 oh! dont go away from me。 my brother 。 。 。 no; never mind。 he didnt mean it。 he was in jest。 。 。 。 but you; oh! cant you forgive me for to…night? i will work so hard and try to improve。 dont be cruel to me; because i love you better than anything in the world。 after all; it is only once that i have not pleased you。 but you are quite right; dorian。 i should have shown myself more of an artist。 it was foolish of me; and ye

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