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don quixote(堂·吉珂德)-第295章

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  THE night was somewhat dark; for though there was a moon in the
sky it was not in a quarter where she could be seen; for sometimes the
lady Diana goes on a stroll to the antipodes; and leaves the mountains
all black and the valleys in darkness。 Don Quixote obeyed nature so
far as to sleep his first sleep; but did not give way to the second;
very different from Sancho; who never had any second; because with him
sleep lasted from night till morning; wherein he showed what a sound
constitution and few cares he had。 Don Quixote's cares kept him
restless; so much so that he awoke Sancho and said to him; 〃I am
amazed; Sancho; at the unconcern of thy temperament。 I believe thou
art made of marble or hard brass; incapable of any emotion or
feeling whatever。 I lie awake while thou sleepest; I weep while thou
singest; I am faint with fasting while thou art sluggish and torpid
from pure repletion。 It is the duty of good servants to share the
sufferings and feel the sorrows of their masters; if it be only for
the sake of appearances。 See the calmness of the night; the solitude
of the spot; inviting us to break our slumbers by a vigil of some
sort。 Rise as thou livest; and retire a little distance; and with a
good heart and cheerful courage give thyself three or four hundred
lashes on account of Dulcinea's disenchantment score; and this I
entreat of thee; making it a request; for I have no desire to come
to grips with thee a second time; as I know thou hast a heavy hand。 As
soon as thou hast laid them on we will pass the rest of the night; I
singing my separation; thou thy constancy; making a beginning at
once with the pastoral life we are to follow at our village。〃
  〃Senor;〃 replied Sancho; 〃I'm no monk to get up out of the middle of
my sleep and scourge myself; nor does it seem to me that one can
pass from one extreme of the pain of whipping to the other of music。
Will your worship let me sleep; and not worry me about whipping
myself? or you'll make me swear never to touch a hair of my doublet;
not to say my flesh。〃
  〃O hard heart!〃 said Don Quixote; 〃O pitiless squire! O bread
ill…bestowed and favours ill…acknowledged; both those I have done thee
and those I mean to do thee! Through me hast thou seen thyself a
governor; and through me thou seest thyself in immediate expectation
of being a count; or obtaining some other equivalent title; for I…
post tenebras spero lucem。〃
  〃I don't know what that is;〃 said Sancho; 〃all I know is that so
long as I am asleep I have neither fear nor hope; trouble nor glory;
and good luck betide him that invented sleep; the cloak that covers
over all a man's thoughts; the food that removes hunger; the drink
that drives away thirst; the fire that warms the cold; the cold that
tempers the heat; and; to wind up with; the universal coin wherewith
everything is bought; the weight and balance that makes the shepherd
equal with the king and the fool with the wise man。 Sleep; I have
heard say; has only one fault; that it is like death; for between a
sleeping man and a dead man there is very little difference。〃
  〃Never have I heard thee speak so elegantly as now; Sancho;〃 said
Don Quixote; 〃and here I begin to see the truth of the proverb thou
dost sometimes quote; 'Not with whom thou art bred; but with whom thou
art fed。'〃
  〃Ha; by my life; master mine;〃 said Sancho; 〃it's not I that am
stringing proverbs now; for they drop in pairs from your worship's
mouth faster than from mine; only there is this difference between
mine and yours; that yours are well…timed and mine are untimely; but
anyhow; they are all proverbs。〃
  At this point they became aware of a harsh indistinct noise that
seemed to spread through all the valleys around。 Don Quixote stood
up and laid his hand upon his sword; and Sancho ensconced himself
under Dapple and put the bundle of armour on one side of him and the
ass's pack…saddle on the other; in fear and trembling as great as
Don Quixote's perturbation。 Each instant the noise increased and
came nearer to the two terrified men; or at least to one; for as to
the other; his courage is known to all。 The fact of the matter was
that some men were taking above six hundred pigs to sell at a fair;
and were on their way with them at that hour; and so great was the
noise they made and their grunting and blowing; that they deafened the
ears of Don Quixote and Sancho Panza; and they could not make out what
it was。 The wide…spread grunting drove came on in a surging mass;
and without showing any respect for Don Quixote's dignity or Sancho's;
passed right over the pair of them; demolishing Sancho's
entrenchments; and not only upsetting Don Quixote but sweeping
Rocinante off his feet into the bargain; and what with the trampling
and the grunting; and the pace at which the unclean beasts went;
pack…saddle; armour; Dapple and Rocinante were left scattered on the
ground and Sancho and Don Quixote at their wits' end。
  Sancho got up as well as he could and begged his master to give
him his sword; saying he wanted to kill half a dozen of those dirty
unmannerly pigs; for he had by this time found out that that was
what they were。
  〃Let them be; my friend;〃 said Don Quixote; 〃this insult is the
penalty of my sin; and it is the righteous chastisement of heaven that
jackals should devour a vanquished knight; and wasps sting him and
pigs trample him under foot。〃
  〃I suppose it is the chastisement of heaven; too;〃 said Sancho;
〃that flies should prick the squires of vanquished knights; and lice
eat them; and hunger assail them。 If we squires were the sons of the
knights we serve; or their very near relations; it would be no
wonder if the penalty of their misdeeds overtook us; even to the
fourth generation。 But what have the Panzas to do with the Quixotes?
Well; well; let's lie down again and sleep out what little of the
night there's left; and God will send us dawn and we shall be all
right。〃
  〃Sleep thou; Sancho;〃 returned Don Quixote; 〃for thou wast born to
sleep as I was born to watch; and during the time it now wants of dawn
I will give a loose rein to my thoughts; and seek a vent for them in a
little madrigal which; unknown to thee; I composed in my head last
night。〃
  〃I should think;〃 said Sancho; 〃that the thoughts that allow one
to make verses cannot be of great consequence; let your worship string
verses as much as you like and I'll sleep as much as I can;〃 and
forthwith; taking the space of ground he required; he muffled
himself up and fell into a sound sleep; undisturbed by bond; debt;
or trouble of any sort。 Don Quixote; propped up against the trunk of a
beech or a cork tree… for Cide Hamete does not specify what kind of
tree it was… sang in this strain to the accompaniment of his own
sighs:

         When in my mind
       I muse; O Love; upon thy cruelty;
         To death I flee;
       In hope therein the end of all to find。

         But drawing near
       That welcome haven in my sea of woe;
         Such joy I know;
       That life revives; and still I linger here。

         Thus life doth slay;
       And death again to life restoreth me;
         Strange destiny;
       That
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