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第40章 流年故事 5（第1页）

第40章流年故事（5）

TheeveningofmyseddayofsightIshouldspendatatheatreoratthemovies。Eveneriancesofallsorts，buttheaoftheplaymustbespelledintomyhandbyapanion。ButhowIshouldliketoseewithmyowingfigureofHamlet，ustyFalstaffamidcolorfulElizabethantrappings!HowIshouldliketofolloweaentofthegracefulHamlet，eachstrutoftheheartyFalstaff!AndsinceIcouldseeonlyoneplay，Ishouldbetedbyamany-horneddilemma，fortherearescoresofplaysIshouldwanttosee。Youwhohaveeyesyyoulike。Howmanyofyou，Iwonder，wheaplay，amovie，oraacle，realizeahanksforthemiracleofsightwhiablesyoutoenjoyitscraent?

Ijoythebeautyofrhythmieiedtothetouyhands。IonlydimlythegraceofaPavlowa，althoughIkhiofrhythm，foroftehebeatofmusicasitvibratesthroughthefloor。Iwellimagiustbeopleasingsightsintheworld。Ihavebeehersomethingofthisbytragwithmyfihelinesinsculpturedmarble;ifthisstaticgrabesolovely，howmuchmoreacutemustbethethrillofseeiion。

OneofmydearestmemoriesisofthetimewhenJosephJeffersoouchhisfadsashewentthroughsomeofthegesturesandspeechesofhisbelovedRipVanWinkle。Iwasabletocatchthusameagerglimpseoftheworldofdrama，andIshallthedelightofthatmoment。But，oh，howmuchImustmiss，andhowmuchpleasureyouseeingonesderivefromwatdhearierplayofspeeentintheunfoldingofadramatiance!IfIcouldseeonlyoneplay，IshouldknowhowtopimymiionofahundredplayswhichIhavereadorhadtrahroughthemediumofthemanualalphabet。

Shtheeveningofmyseaginarydayofsight，thegreatfiguresofdramaticliteraturewouldcrowdsleepfrommyeyes。

&hirdDay

Thefoll，Ishouldagaihedawn，anxioustodisewdelights，forIamsurethat，forthosewhohaveeyeswhichreallysee，thedawnofeachdaymustbeaperpetuallyioy。

This，agtothetermsofmyimaginedmiraythirdandlastdayofsight。Ishallhaveeiss;thereistoomuchtosee。ThefirstdayIdevotedtomyfriends，animateandihesedrevealedtomethehistoryofmanaodayIshallspendintheworkadayworldofthepresent，amidthehauntsofmengoingaboutthebusinessoflife。AndwhereefindsomanyactivitiesandenasinNewYork?Sotheydestination。

IstartfrommyhomeilesuburbofForestHills，LongIsland。Here，surroundedbygreenlawns，trees，andflowers，arelehouses，happywiththevoientsofwivesand，havensofpeacefulrestformenwhotoiliy。IdriveacrossthelacystructureofsteelwhistheEastRiver，aaartlingvisionofthepenuityofthemindofman。Busyboastsdscurryabouttheriverracyspeedboat，sts。IfIhadlongdaysofsightahead，Ishouldspendmagthedelightfulactivityupontheriver。

Ilookahead，andbeforemerisethefantastictowersofNewYork，acitythatseemstohavesteppedfromthepagesofafairystory。iringsight，theseglitterihesevastbanksofstouressuchasthegodsmightbuildforthemselves!Thisaureisapartofthelivesofmillionsofpeopleeveryday。Howmany，Iwiveitsomuchasasece?Veryfew，Ifear。Theireyesareblindtothismagbecauseitissofamiliartothem。

Ihurrytothetopofohosegiganticstructures，theEmpireStateBuilding，forthere，asho，I“saw”thecitybelhtheeyesofmysecretary。Iamanxioustoyfancywithreality。IamsureIshouldnotbedisappoihepanoramaspreadoutbeforeme，fortomeitwouldbeavisionofanotherworld。

NowIbeginmyrouy。First，Istandatabusyerelylookiryingbysightofthemtouahingoftheirlive。Iseesmiles，andIamhappy。Iseeseriousdetermination，andIamproud，Iseesuffering，andIampassionate。

IstrolldownFifthAvehrowmyeyesoutoffocus，sothatIseenoparticularobjelyaseethingkaleidoscopeofthattheen’sdressesmovinginathrongmustbeageousspectacleofwhichIshouldperhapsifIhadsightIshouldbelikemostotherwomeedihedividualdressestogivemutiontothesplendorofthemass。AndIamced，too，thatIshouldbeeaewindowshopper，foritmustbeadelighttotheeyetoviewthemyriadarticlesofbeautyondisplay。

FromFifthAveourofthecity—toParkAveheslums，tofactories，toparkswhereplay。Itakeastay-at-hometripabroadbyvisitingthefnquarters。AlwaysmyeyesareopehesightsofbothhappinessahatImayprobedeepandaddtofhowpeopleworkandlive。Myheartisfulloftheimagesofpeopleandthings。Myeyepasseslightlyletrifle;itstrivestotoudholdcloselyeagitsgazerestsuposarepleasant，fillihhappisomearemiserablypathetic。TotheselatterIdonotshutmyeyes，forthey，too，arepartoflife。Toclosetheeyeooclosetheheartandmind。