《都柏林人》是詹姆斯#乔伊斯久负盛名的短篇小说集,称得上20世纪整个西方最著名的短篇小说集了。1914年出版,置景于二三十年代的都柏林,截取中下层人民生活的横断面,一个片刻一群人,十五个故事汇集起来,宛若一幅印象主义的绘画,笔触简练,错落成篇,浮现出苍凉世态,遥远、清冷,然而精致。这15篇故事,以写实和讽刺的表现手法描绘了二十世纪初期都柏林中下阶层的生活,瘫痪和死亡贯穿全书。
詹姆斯·乔伊斯对体制化的宗教和陈腐的道德都毫无敬意,因此他选择了背井离乡的生活。这本《都柏林人》汇集了他的短篇杰作,作品冲破了语言和文化上的隔阂,令人刻骨铭心。书中描摹世态的高超技法,隐而不露的嘲讽以及瞬间爆发的力量,对于渴望成为作家的人来说,尤为引人注目。其中人物形形色色,有逃学的男孩、死了亲人的老处女、思春的少女、狡诈的流浪汉等等。
《都柏林人》为英文版。
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It was Joe Dillon who introduced the Wild West to us. He hada little library made up of old numbers of The Union Jack, Pluckand The Halfpenny Marvel. Every evening after school we met inhis back garden and arranged Indian battles. He and his fat youngbrother Leo, the idler, held the loft of the stable while we tried tocarry it by storm; or we fought a pitched battle on the grass. But,however well we fought, we never won siege or battle and all ourbouts ended with Joe Dillon‘s war dance of victory. His parentswent to eight-o’clock mass every morning in Gardiner Street andthe peaceful odour of Mrs Dillon was prevalent in the hall of the house. But he played too fiercely for us who were younger and more timid. He looked like some kind of an Indian when he capered round the garden, an old tea-cosy on his head, beating a tin with his fist and yelling:
“Ya! yaka, yaka, yaka!”
Everyone was incredulous when it was reported that he had a vocation for the priesthood. Nevertheless it was true.
A spirit of unruliness diffused itself among us and, under its influence, differences of culture and constitution were waived. We banded ourselves together, some boldly, some in jest and some almost in fear: and of the number of these latter, the reluctant Indians who were afraid to seem studious or lacking in robustness,I was one. The adventures related in the literature of the Wild West were remote from my nature but, at least, they opened doors of escape. I liked better some American detective stories which were traversed from time to time by unkempt fierce and beautiful girls.Though there was nothing wrong in these stories and though their intention was sometimes literary, they were circulated secretly at school. One day when Father Butler was hearing the four pages of Roman History, clumsy Leo Dillon was discovered with a copy of The Halfpenny Marvel.
“This page or this page? This page? Now, Dillon, up. ‘Hardly had the day’... Go on! What day? ‘Hardly had the day dawned’... Have you studied it? What have you there in your pocket?”
Everyone‘s heart palpitated as Leo Dillon handed up the paper and everyone assumed an innocent face. Father Butler turned over the pages, frowning.
“What is this rubbish?” he said. “The Apache Chief. Is this what you read instead of studying your Roman History? Let me not lind any more of this wretched stuff in this college~. The man who wrote it, I suppose, was some wretched fellow who writes these things for a drink. I’m surprised at boys like you, educated, reading such stuff! I could understand it if you were... National School boys. Now, Dillon, I advise you strongly, get at your work or...”
This rebuke during the sober hours of school paled much of the glory of the Wild West for me, and the confused puffy face of Leo Dillon awakened one of my consciences.
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