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在未接触梅特林克之前，我认为心灵归属于一个遥不可及的地方，这个地方可能只存在于梦境之中，但梅特林克认为我们能到达那个神圣的梦境之国。在他的文章里，我们读到了希望，他为我们指出了方向。
——诺贝尔文学奖给莫里斯·梅特林克的授奖词
尽管梅特林克没有现代戏剧之父易卜生以及斯特林堡、契诃夫那样崇高的威望，但是“他对当代人的吸引力却是无人可以比拟的”。
——英国当代文艺理论家 马克法伦
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托克维尔(1805—1859)，法国历史学家、政治家，政治社会学的奠基人。前期热心于政治，1838年出任众议院议员，1848年二月革命后参与制订第二共和国宪法，1849年一度出任外交部长。1851年路易·波拿巴建立第二帝国，托克维尔因反对他称帝而被捕，获释后对政治日益失望，从政治舞台上逐渐淡出，开始从事历史研究。他的主要代表作有《旧制度与大革命》、《论美国的民主》*卷及《论美国的民主》第二卷。
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MYTYL is dressed like Gretel or Little Red Ridinghood.
LIGHT.—The “mooncoloured” dress in Perrault’s Peau d’ane; that is to say, pale gold shot with silver, shimmering gauzes, forming a sort of rays, etc. NeoGrecian or AngloGrecian (à la Walter Crane) or even more or less Empire style: a high waist, bare arms, etc. Headdress: a sort of diadem or even a light crown.
THE FAIRY BéRYLUNE and NEIGHBOUR BERLINGOT.—The traditional dress of the poor women in fairytales. If desired, the transformation of the Fairy into a princess in Act I may be omitted.
DADDY TYL, MUMMY TYL, GAFFER TYL and GRANNY TYL.—The traditional costume of the German woodcutters and peasants in Grimm’s Tales.
TYLTYL’S BROTHERS AND SISTERS.—Different forms of the Hopo’myThumb costume.
TIME.—Traditional dress of Time: a wide black or darkblue cloak, a streaming white beard, scythe and hourglass.
NIGHT.—Ample black garments, covered with mysterious stars and “shot” with reddishbrown reflections. Veils, dark poppies, etc.
THE NEIGHBOUR’S LITTLE GIRL.—Bright fair hair; a long white frock.
THE DOG. —Red dresscoat, white breeches, topboots, a shiny hat. The costume suggests that of John Bull.
THE CAT.—The costume of Puss In Boots: powdered wig, threecornered hat, violet or skyblue coat, dresssword, etc.
N.B.—The heads of the DOG and the CAT should be only discreetly animalised.
BREAD.—A rich pasha’s dress. An ample crimson silk or velvet gown. A huge turban. A scimitar. An enormous stomach, red and puffedout cheeks.
SUGAR.—A silk gown, cut like that of a eunuch in a seraglio, half blue and half white, to suggest the paper wrapper of a sugarloaf. Eunuch’s headdress.
FIRE.—Red tights, a vermilion cloak, with changing reflections, lined with gold. An aigrette of iridescent flames.
WATER.—A paleblue or bluishgreen dress, with transparent reflections and effects of rippling or trickling gauze, NeoGrecian or AngloGrecian style. but fuller and more voluminous than that of LIGHT. Headdress of aquatic flowers and seaweed.
THE ANIMALS.—Popular or peasant costumes.
THE TREES.—Dresses of different shades of green or the colour of the trunks of trees. Distinctive attributes in the shape of leaves or branches by which they can be recognised.
THE LUXURIES.—Before the transformation: wide, heavy mantles in red and yellow brocade; enormous fat jewels, etc. After the transformation: chocolate or coffeecoloured tights, giving the impression of unadorned dancingjacks.
THE HAPPINESSES OF THE HOME.—Dresses of various colours, or, if preferred, costumes of peasants, shepherds, woodcutters and so on, but idealised and interpreted fairyfashion.
THE GREAT JOYS.—As stated in the text, shimmering dresses in soft and subtle shades: roseawakening, water’ssmile, amberdew, blueofdawn, etc.
MATERNAL LOVE.—Dress very similar to the dress worn by Light, that is to say, supple and almost transparent veils, as of a Greek statue, and, in so far as possible, white. Pearls and other stones as rich and numerous as may be desired, provided that they do not break the pure and candid harmony of the whole. ACT I. The Woodcutter’s Cottage
The stage represents the interior of a woodcutter’s cottage, simple and rustic in appearance, but in no way povertystricken. A recessed fireplace containing the dying embers of a woodfire. Kitchen utensils, a cupboard, a breadpan, a grandfather’s clock, a spinningwheel, a watertap, etc. On a table, a lighted lamp. At the foot of the cupboard, on either side, a DOG and a CAT lie sleeping, rolled up, each with his nose in his tail. Between them stands a large blueandwhite sugarloaf. On the wall hangs a round cage containing a turtledove. At the back, two windows, with closed inside shutters. Under one of the windows, a stool. On the left is the front door, with a big latch to it. On the right, another door. A ladder leads up to a loft. On the right also are two little children’s cots, at the head of which are two chains, with clothes carefully folded on them. When the curtain rises, TYLTYL and MYTYL are sound asleep in their cots, MUMMY TYL tucks them in, leans over them, watches them for a moment as they sleep and beckons to DADDY TYL, who thrusts his head through the halfopen door. MUMMY TYL lays a finger on her lips, to impose silence upon him, and then goes out to the right, on tiptoe, after first putting out the lamp. The scene remains in darkness for a moment. Then a light, gradually increasing in intensity, filters in through the shutters. The lamp on the table lights again of itself, but its light is of a different colour than when MUMMY TYL extinguished it. The two CHILDREN appear to wake and sit up in bed.
TYLTYL Mytyl?
MYTYL Tyltyl?
TYLTYL Are you asleep?
MYTYL Are you?…
TYLTYL No; how can I be asleep when I’m talking to you?
MYTYL Say, is this Christmas Day?…
TYLTYL Not yet; not till tomorrow. But Father Christmas won’t bring us anything this year…
MYTYL Why not?
TYLTYL I heard mummy say that she couldn’t go to town to tell him… But he will come next year…
MYTYL Is next year far off?…
TYLTYL A good long while… But he will come to the rich children tonight…
MYTYL Really?…
TYLTYL Hullo!… Mummy’s forgotten to put out the lamp!… I’ve an idea!…
MYTYL What?…
TYLTYL Let’s get up…
MYTYL But we mustn’t…
TYLTYL Why, there’s no one about… Do you see the shutters?…
MYTYL Oh, how bright they are!…
TYLTYL It’s the lights of the party.
MYTYL What party?…
TYLTYL The rich children opposite. It’s the Christmastree. Let’s open the shutters…
MYTYL Can we?…
TYLTYL Of course; there’s no one to stop us… Do you hear the music?… Let us get up…
(The two CHILDREN get up, run to one of the windows, climb on to the stool and throw back the shutters. A bright light fills the room. The CHILDREN look out greedily.)
TYLTYL We can see everything!…
MYTYL (who can hardly find room on the stool) I can’t…
TYLTYL It’s snowing!… There’s two carriages, with six horses each!…
MYTYL There are twelve little boys getting out!…
TYLTYL How silly you are!… They’re little girls…
MYTYL They’ve got knickerbockers…
TYLTYL What do you know?… Don’t push so!…
MYTYL I never touched you.
TYLTYL (who is taking up the whole stool) You’re taking up all the room…
MYTYL Why, I have no room at all!…
TYLTYL Do be quiet! I see the tree!…
MYTYL What tree?…
TYLTYL Why, the Christmastree!… You’re looking at the wall!…
MYTYL I’m looking at the wall because I’ve got no room…
TYLTYL (giving her a miserly little place on the stool) There!… Will that do?… Now you’re better off than I!… I say, what lots and lots of lights!…
MYTYL What are those people doing who are making such a noise?…
TYLTYL They’re the musicians.
MYTYL Are they angry?…
TYLTYL No; but it’s hard work.
MYTYL Another carriage with white horses!…
TYLTYL Be quiet!… And look!…
MYTYL What are those gold things there, hanging from the branches?
TYLTYL Why, toys, to be sure!… Swords, guns, soldiers, cannons…
MYTYL And dolls; say, are there any dolls?…
TYLTYL Dolls?… That’s too silly; there’s no fun in dolls…
MYTYL And what’s that all round the table?…
TYLTYL Cakes and fruit and tarts…
MYTYL I had some once when I was little…
TYLTYL So did I; it’s nicer than bread, but they don’t give you enough…
MYTYL They’ve got plenty over there… The whole table’s full… Are they going to eat them?…
TYLTYL Of course; what else would they do with them?…
MYTYL Why don’t they eat them at once?…
TYLTYL Because they’re not hungry…
MYTYL (stupefied with astonishment) Not hungry?… Why not?…
TYLTYL Well, they eat whenever they want to…
MYTYL (incredulously) Every day?…
TYLTYL They say so…
MYTYL Will they eat them all?… Will they give any away?…
TYLTYL To whom?…
MYTYL To us…
TYLTYL They don’t know us…
MYTYL Suppose we asked them…
TYLTYL We mustn’t.
MYTYL Why not?…
TYLTYL Because it’s not right.
MYTYL (clapping her hands) Oh, how pretty they are!…
TYLTYL (rapturously) And how they’re laughing and laughing!…
MYTYL And the little ones dancing!…
TYLTYL Yes, yes; let’s dance too!… (They stamp their feet for joy on the stool.)
MYTYL Oh, what fun!…
TYLTYL They’re getting the cakes!… They can touch them!… They’re eating, they’re eating, they’re eating!…
MYTYL The tiny ones, too!… They’ve got two, three, four apiece!…
TYLTYL (drunk with delight) Oh, how lovely!… Oh, how lovely, how lovely!…
MYTYL (counting imaginary cakes) I’ve got twelve!…
TYLTYL And I four times twelve!… But I’ll give you some…
(A knock at the door of the cottage.)
TYLTYL (suddenly quieted and frightened) What’s that?…
MYTYL (scared) It’s Daddy!…
(As they hesitate before opening the door, the big latch is seen to rise of itself, with a grating noise; the door half opens to admit a little old woman dressed in green with a red hood on her head. She is humpbacked and lame and nearsighted; her nose and chin meet; and she walks bent on a stick. She is obviously a fairy.)
THE FAIRY Have you the grass here that sings or the bird that is blue?…
TYLTYL We have some grass, but it can’t sing…
MYTYL Tyltyl has a bird.
TYLTYL But I can’t give it away…
THE FAIRY Why not?…
TYLTYL Because it’s mine.
THE FAIRY That’s a reason, no doubt. Where is the bird?…
TYLTYL (pointing to the cage) In the cage…
THE FAIRY (putting on her glasses to examine the bird) I don’t want it; it’s not blue enough. You will have to go and find me the one I want.
TYLTYL But I don’t know where it is…
THE FAIRY No more do I. That’s why you must look for it. I can do without the grass that sings, at a pinch; but I must absolutely have the blue bird. It’s for my little girl, who is very ill.
TYLTYL What’s the matter with her?…
THE FAIRY We don’t quite know; she wants to be happy…
TYLTYL Really?…
THE FAIRY Do you know who I am?…
TYLTYL You’re rather like our neighbour, Madame Berlingot…
THE FAIRY (growing suddenly angry) Not a bit!… There’s not the least likeness!… This is intolerable!… I am the Fairy Bérylune…
TYLTYL Oh! Very well…
THE FAIRY You will have to start at once.
TYLTYL Are you coming with us?
THE FAIRY I can’t, because I put on the soup this morning and it always boils over if I leave it for more than an hour… (pointing successively to the ceiling, the chimney and the window) Will you go out this way, or that way, or that way?…
TYLTYL (pointing timidly to the door) I would rather go out that way…
THE FAIRY (growing suddenly angry again) That’s quite impossible; and it’s a shocking habit!… (pointing to the window) We’ll go out this way… Well?… What are you waiting for?… Get dressed at once… (The CHILDREN do as they are told and dress quickly.) I’ll help Mytyl…
TYLTYL We have no shoes…
THE FAIRY That doesn’t matter. I will give you a little magic hat. Where are your father and mother?…
TYLTYL (pointing to the door on the right) They’re asleep in there…
THE FAIRY And your grandpapa and grandmamma?…
TYLTYL They’re dead…
THE FAIRY And your little brothers and sisters… Have you any?…
TYLTYL Oh, yes; three little brothers…
MYTYL And four little sisters…
THE FAIRY Where are they?…
TYLTYL They are dead, too…
LIGHT.—The “mooncoloured” dress in Perrault’s Peau d’ane; that is to say, pale gold shot with silver, shimmering gauzes, forming a sort of rays, etc. NeoGrecian or AngloGrecian (à la Walter Crane) or even more or less Empire style: a high waist, bare arms, etc. Headdress: a sort of diadem or even a light crown.
THE FAIRY BéRYLUNE and NEIGHBOUR BERLINGOT.—The traditional dress of the poor women in fairytales. If desired, the transformation of the Fairy into a princess in Act I may be omitted.
DADDY TYL, MUMMY TYL, GAFFER TYL and GRANNY TYL.—The traditional costume of the German woodcutters and peasants in Grimm’s Tales.
TYLTYL’S BROTHERS AND SISTERS.—Different forms of the Hopo’myThumb costume.
TIME.—Traditional dress of Time: a wide black or darkblue cloak, a streaming white beard, scythe and hourglass.
NIGHT.—Ample black garments, covered with mysterious stars and “shot” with reddishbrown reflections. Veils, dark poppies, etc.
THE NEIGHBOUR’S LITTLE GIRL.—Bright fair hair; a long white frock.
THE DOG. —Red dresscoat, white breeches, topboots, a shiny hat. The costume suggests that of John Bull.
THE CAT.—The costume of Puss In Boots: powdered wig, threecornered hat, violet or skyblue coat, dresssword, etc.
N.B.—The heads of the DOG and the CAT should be only discreetly animalised.
BREAD.—A rich pasha’s dress. An ample crimson silk or velvet gown. A huge turban. A scimitar. An enormous stomach, red and puffedout cheeks.
SUGAR.—A silk gown, cut like that of a eunuch in a seraglio, half blue and half white, to suggest the paper wrapper of a sugarloaf. Eunuch’s headdress.
FIRE.—Red tights, a vermilion cloak, with changing reflections, lined with gold. An aigrette of iridescent flames.
WATER.—A paleblue or bluishgreen dress, with transparent reflections and effects of rippling or trickling gauze, NeoGrecian or AngloGrecian style. but fuller and more voluminous than that of LIGHT. Headdress of aquatic flowers and seaweed.
THE ANIMALS.—Popular or peasant costumes.
THE TREES.—Dresses of different shades of green or the colour of the trunks of trees. Distinctive attributes in the shape of leaves or branches by which they can be recognised.
THE LUXURIES.—Before the transformation: wide, heavy mantles in red and yellow brocade; enormous fat jewels, etc. After the transformation: chocolate or coffeecoloured tights, giving the impression of unadorned dancingjacks.
THE HAPPINESSES OF THE HOME.—Dresses of various colours, or, if preferred, costumes of peasants, shepherds, woodcutters and so on, but idealised and interpreted fairyfashion.
THE GREAT JOYS.—As stated in the text, shimmering dresses in soft and subtle shades: roseawakening, water’ssmile, amberdew, blueofdawn, etc.
MATERNAL LOVE.—Dress very similar to the dress worn by Light, that is to say, supple and almost transparent veils, as of a Greek statue, and, in so far as possible, white. Pearls and other stones as rich and numerous as may be desired, provided that they do not break the pure and candid harmony of the whole. ACT I. The Woodcutter’s Cottage
The stage represents the interior of a woodcutter’s cottage, simple and rustic in appearance, but in no way povertystricken. A recessed fireplace containing the dying embers of a woodfire. Kitchen utensils, a cupboard, a breadpan, a grandfather’s clock, a spinningwheel, a watertap, etc. On a table, a lighted lamp. At the foot of the cupboard, on either side, a DOG and a CAT lie sleeping, rolled up, each with his nose in his tail. Between them stands a large blueandwhite sugarloaf. On the wall hangs a round cage containing a turtledove. At the back, two windows, with closed inside shutters. Under one of the windows, a stool. On the left is the front door, with a big latch to it. On the right, another door. A ladder leads up to a loft. On the right also are two little children’s cots, at the head of which are two chains, with clothes carefully folded on them. When the curtain rises, TYLTYL and MYTYL are sound asleep in their cots, MUMMY TYL tucks them in, leans over them, watches them for a moment as they sleep and beckons to DADDY TYL, who thrusts his head through the halfopen door. MUMMY TYL lays a finger on her lips, to impose silence upon him, and then goes out to the right, on tiptoe, after first putting out the lamp. The scene remains in darkness for a moment. Then a light, gradually increasing in intensity, filters in through the shutters. The lamp on the table lights again of itself, but its light is of a different colour than when MUMMY TYL extinguished it. The two CHILDREN appear to wake and sit up in bed.
TYLTYL Mytyl?
MYTYL Tyltyl?
TYLTYL Are you asleep?
MYTYL Are you?…
TYLTYL No; how can I be asleep when I’m talking to you?
MYTYL Say, is this Christmas Day?…
TYLTYL Not yet; not till tomorrow. But Father Christmas won’t bring us anything this year…
MYTYL Why not?
TYLTYL I heard mummy say that she couldn’t go to town to tell him… But he will come next year…
MYTYL Is next year far off?…
TYLTYL A good long while… But he will come to the rich children tonight…
MYTYL Really?…
TYLTYL Hullo!… Mummy’s forgotten to put out the lamp!… I’ve an idea!…
MYTYL What?…
TYLTYL Let’s get up…
MYTYL But we mustn’t…
TYLTYL Why, there’s no one about… Do you see the shutters?…
MYTYL Oh, how bright they are!…
TYLTYL It’s the lights of the party.
MYTYL What party?…
TYLTYL The rich children opposite. It’s the Christmastree. Let’s open the shutters…
MYTYL Can we?…
TYLTYL Of course; there’s no one to stop us… Do you hear the music?… Let us get up…
(The two CHILDREN get up, run to one of the windows, climb on to the stool and throw back the shutters. A bright light fills the room. The CHILDREN look out greedily.)
TYLTYL We can see everything!…
MYTYL (who can hardly find room on the stool) I can’t…
TYLTYL It’s snowing!… There’s two carriages, with six horses each!…
MYTYL There are twelve little boys getting out!…
TYLTYL How silly you are!… They’re little girls…
MYTYL They’ve got knickerbockers…
TYLTYL What do you know?… Don’t push so!…
MYTYL I never touched you.
TYLTYL (who is taking up the whole stool) You’re taking up all the room…
MYTYL Why, I have no room at all!…
TYLTYL Do be quiet! I see the tree!…
MYTYL What tree?…
TYLTYL Why, the Christmastree!… You’re looking at the wall!…
MYTYL I’m looking at the wall because I’ve got no room…
TYLTYL (giving her a miserly little place on the stool) There!… Will that do?… Now you’re better off than I!… I say, what lots and lots of lights!…
MYTYL What are those people doing who are making such a noise?…
TYLTYL They’re the musicians.
MYTYL Are they angry?…
TYLTYL No; but it’s hard work.
MYTYL Another carriage with white horses!…
TYLTYL Be quiet!… And look!…
MYTYL What are those gold things there, hanging from the branches?
TYLTYL Why, toys, to be sure!… Swords, guns, soldiers, cannons…
MYTYL And dolls; say, are there any dolls?…
TYLTYL Dolls?… That’s too silly; there’s no fun in dolls…
MYTYL And what’s that all round the table?…
TYLTYL Cakes and fruit and tarts…
MYTYL I had some once when I was little…
TYLTYL So did I; it’s nicer than bread, but they don’t give you enough…
MYTYL They’ve got plenty over there… The whole table’s full… Are they going to eat them?…
TYLTYL Of course; what else would they do with them?…
MYTYL Why don’t they eat them at once?…
TYLTYL Because they’re not hungry…
MYTYL (stupefied with astonishment) Not hungry?… Why not?…
TYLTYL Well, they eat whenever they want to…
MYTYL (incredulously) Every day?…
TYLTYL They say so…
MYTYL Will they eat them all?… Will they give any away?…
TYLTYL To whom?…
MYTYL To us…
TYLTYL They don’t know us…
MYTYL Suppose we asked them…
TYLTYL We mustn’t.
MYTYL Why not?…
TYLTYL Because it’s not right.
MYTYL (clapping her hands) Oh, how pretty they are!…
TYLTYL (rapturously) And how they’re laughing and laughing!…
MYTYL And the little ones dancing!…
TYLTYL Yes, yes; let’s dance too!… (They stamp their feet for joy on the stool.)
MYTYL Oh, what fun!…
TYLTYL They’re getting the cakes!… They can touch them!… They’re eating, they’re eating, they’re eating!…
MYTYL The tiny ones, too!… They’ve got two, three, four apiece!…
TYLTYL (drunk with delight) Oh, how lovely!… Oh, how lovely, how lovely!…
MYTYL (counting imaginary cakes) I’ve got twelve!…
TYLTYL And I four times twelve!… But I’ll give you some…
(A knock at the door of the cottage.)
TYLTYL (suddenly quieted and frightened) What’s that?…
MYTYL (scared) It’s Daddy!…
(As they hesitate before opening the door, the big latch is seen to rise of itself, with a grating noise; the door half opens to admit a little old woman dressed in green with a red hood on her head. She is humpbacked and lame and nearsighted; her nose and chin meet; and she walks bent on a stick. She is obviously a fairy.)
THE FAIRY Have you the grass here that sings or the bird that is blue?…
TYLTYL We have some grass, but it can’t sing…
MYTYL Tyltyl has a bird.
TYLTYL But I can’t give it away…
THE FAIRY Why not?…
TYLTYL Because it’s mine.
THE FAIRY That’s a reason, no doubt. Where is the bird?…
TYLTYL (pointing to the cage) In the cage…
THE FAIRY (putting on her glasses to examine the bird) I don’t want it; it’s not blue enough. You will have to go and find me the one I want.
TYLTYL But I don’t know where it is…
THE FAIRY No more do I. That’s why you must look for it. I can do without the grass that sings, at a pinch; but I must absolutely have the blue bird. It’s for my little girl, who is very ill.
TYLTYL What’s the matter with her?…
THE FAIRY We don’t quite know; she wants to be happy…
TYLTYL Really?…
THE FAIRY Do you know who I am?…
TYLTYL You’re rather like our neighbour, Madame Berlingot…
THE FAIRY (growing suddenly angry) Not a bit!… There’s not the least likeness!… This is intolerable!… I am the Fairy Bérylune…
TYLTYL Oh! Very well…
THE FAIRY You will have to start at once.
TYLTYL Are you coming with us?
THE FAIRY I can’t, because I put on the soup this morning and it always boils over if I leave it for more than an hour… (pointing successively to the ceiling, the chimney and the window) Will you go out this way, or that way, or that way?…
TYLTYL (pointing timidly to the door) I would rather go out that way…
THE FAIRY (growing suddenly angry again) That’s quite impossible; and it’s a shocking habit!… (pointing to the window) We’ll go out this way… Well?… What are you waiting for?… Get dressed at once… (The CHILDREN do as they are told and dress quickly.) I’ll help Mytyl…
TYLTYL We have no shoes…
THE FAIRY That doesn’t matter. I will give you a little magic hat. Where are your father and mother?…
TYLTYL (pointing to the door on the right) They’re asleep in there…
THE FAIRY And your grandpapa and grandmamma?…
TYLTYL They’re dead…
THE FAIRY And your little brothers and sisters… Have you any?…
TYLTYL Oh, yes; three little brothers…
MYTYL And four little sisters…
THE FAIRY Where are they?…
TYLTYL They are dead, too…
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