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第43章孤独Solitude
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亨利·大卫·梭罗HenryDavidThoreau
Thisisadeliihewholebodyisonesense，athrougheverypoahastrayiofherself.AsIwalkaloohepondinmyshirt-sleeves，thoughitiscoolaswellasdwindy，ahioattractme，alltheelementsareunusuallyialtome.Thebullfrogstrumptousheri，aeofthewhippoorwillisborheripplingwindfromovertheathywiththeflutteringalderandpoplarleavesalmosttakesawaymybreath;yet，likethelake，myserenityisrippledbuthesesmallwavesraisedbytheeveningwiefromstormasthesmsurface.Thoughitisnowdark，thewindstillblowsandroarsihewavesstilldash，aureslulltherestwiththeirhereposeise.Thewildestanimalsdoseektheirpreynow;thefox，andskunk，andrabbit，nowroamthefieldsandwoodswithoutfear.TheyareNature'swatkswhiectthedaysofanimatedlife.
&urntomyhouseIfindthatvisitorshavebeenthereaheircards，eitherabunchofflowers，orawreathreen，oranameinpenayellowwalnutleaforachip.Theywhoerarelytothewoodstakesomelittlepieceoftheforestintotheirhandstoplaywithbytheway，whichtheyleave，eitheriionallyoratally.Onehaspeeledaovenitint，aonmytable.Icouldalwaystellifvisitorshadmyabsehebewigsrass，ortheprintoftheirshoes，andgenerallyofwhatsexeorqualitytheywerebysomeslighttraceleft，asaflowerdropped，orabunchofgrasspludthrownaway，evenasfaroffastherailroad，halfamiledistant，orbythelingeringarorpipe.Nay，Iwasfrequentlyhepassageofatravelleralongthehighwaysixtyrodsoffbythestofhispipe.
Thereisonlysuffitspaceaboutus.Ourhorizoeatourelbows.Thethickwoodisnotjustatourdoor，somewhatisalwaysg，familiarandwornbyus，appropriatedandfeneway，andreclaimedfromreasohisvastrangeandesquaremilesofu，formyprivaebymeneighborisamiledistant，andnohouseisvisiblefromahehill-topswithinhalfamileofmyown.Ihavemyhorizonboundedbywoodsalltomyself;adistaherailroadwhereittouchesthepondontheonehand，andofthefencewhichskirtsthewoodlandroadoforthemostpartitisassolitarywhereIliveasontheprairies.ItisasmuchAsiaorAfriewEnglawere，myownsunandmoonandstars，andalittleworldalltomyself.Atnighttherewasravellerpassedmyhouse，orkmydoor，morethahefirstorlastmawereinthesprilongintervalssomethevillagetofishforpouts--theyplainlyfishedmutheondoftheirownnatures，aheirhookswithdarkheysooed，usuallywithlightbaskets，aheworldtodarkome，andtheblaelofthenightrofanedbyanyhumanneighborhood.Ibelievethatmenaregeillalittleafraidhthewitchesareallhung，andityanddleshavebeenintroduced.
&Iexperiehatthemostsweetahemostiandengsocietymaybefoundinanynaturalobjeforthepoormisamelanan.ThereoveryblawholivesiofNatureandhashisseill.WhileIenjoythefriendshipoftheseasonsItrustthatnothingmakelifeaburdentome.
Melysaytome，"Ishouldthinkyouwouldfeellohere，andwaofolks，rainyandsnowydaysandnightsespecially."Iamtemptedtoreplytosuch--thiswholeearthwhihabitisbutapointinspace.Hoart，thiwomostdistantinhabitantsofyohebreadthofwhosediskotbeappreciatedbyouris?WhyshouldIfeelloourplaheMilkyWay?Thiswhichyouputseemstomeimportaion.Whatsortofspaceisthatwhichseparatesamanfromhisfellowsandmakeshimsolitary?Ihavefoundthationofthelegsgtwomindsmuearertooher.
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Ifinditwholesometobealoofthetime.Tobeinpahebest，issoonwearisomeanddissipatiobealohepanionthataude.Weareforthemostpartmorelonelywhenwegmeayinourchambers.Amanthinkingisalwaysalohimbewherehewill.SolitudeisnotmeasuredbythemilesofspaterveweenamanahereallydiligeihecrowdedhiveseCollegeisassolitaryasadervishihefarmerworkalohefieldorthewoodsallday，h，andnotfeellonesome，becauseheisemployed;butwhesitdowninaroomalohemercyofhisthoughts，butmustbewherehe"seethefolks，"ae，ahiehimselfforhisday'ssolitude;andhendershowthestudentsitalohehouseallnightandmostofthedaywithoutennuiand"theblues";buthedoeshatthestudent，thoughinthehouse，isstillatworkinhisfield，andginhiswoods，asthefarmerinhis，andihesamereahelatterdoes，thoughitmaybeamoresedformofit.
&yisonlytoocheap.Wemeetatveryshortihavinghadtimetoaynewvalueforeaeetatmealsthreetimesaday，aheraoldmustycheesethatweare.Wehavehadtoagreeoofrules，calledetiquetteaomakethisfrequeolerableaetoopethepost-offidatthesodaboutthefiresideeveryhidareiher'sway，andstumbleoverohihuslosesomerespeeaainlylessfrequencywouldsuffiportayunis.siderthegirlsinafaeveralone，hardlyintheirdreams.Itwouldbebetteriftherewerebutoanttoasquaremile，aswhereIlive.Thevalueofamanisnotinhisskiouchhi
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Ihaveagreatdealofpanyinmyhouse;espethem，whennobodycalls.Letmesuggestafewparisons，thatsomeonemayideaofmysituation.Iamhantheloohatlaughssoloud，orthaself.anyhasthatlonelylake，Ipray.Ahasnotthebluedevils，butthebluea，iintofitswaters.Thesuiher，wheimesappeartobetwo，butoneisamo.Godisalohedevil，heisfarfrombeingalodealofpany;heislegion.Iamhanasinglemulleinordandelioninapasture，orabeanleaf，orsorrel，orahorse-fly，orabumblebee.IamhantheMillBrook，oraweathercock，orthenorthstar，orthesouthrilshower，oraJanuarythaw，orthefirstspiderinanewhouse.
这是一个愉快的夜晚，周身就只有一种感觉，全身的毛孔都浸透着喜悦。
我以一种奇异的姿态穿行于大自然之间，成为她的一部分。
我身着衬衫，漫步于铺满石头的湖滨，虽然天气有些寒冷，云多风也大，而且我也没看到什么吸引了我的东西，没有什么很让我挂心的事情，但这样的天气对于我却是很适宜的。
牛蛙用呜呜的低鸣声叫来了黑夜，晚风让湖面**起涟漪，湖面上也传来了夜鹰的音乐。
赤杨和白杨树风摇曳，激起我的**，使我无法呼吸，然而像湖面一样，我的宁静也是水波不兴，如镜面般平静的湖水，不会掀起惊涛骇浪。
天虽然已经黑了，可是风还在森林里吹拂咆哮，浪涛依旧拍打着湖岸，一些动物还在奏乐，催使其他动物入眠，这里没有绝对的宁静。
最凶猛的动物还没有安静下来，正在寻觅它们的猎物；狐狸、臭鼬、兔子，也还在原野上漫游，在这大森林里，它们一点都不感到恐惧，它们是大自然的守护者——是连接着一个个生机勃勃的白天的链环。
当我回到家里的时候，发现有客人来访过，他们还留下了名片，要么是一束花，要么是一个常青树的花环，要么是在黄色的胡桃叶或木片上用铅笔写下的名字。
那些不经常到森林的人喜欢一路上拿些小玩意儿在手上玩，有时是故意地，有时是偶然地就把它们留下了。
有一位客人剥下了柳树皮，用来做了一个环圈，放在我的桌子上。
我总是可以知道在我出门的时候有没有客人来过，不是树枝或青草弯倒了，就是一些脚印被留下了。
一般情况下，我还能从他们留下的微妙痕迹里猜测出他们的年龄、性别和性格；有的丢下了花朵，有的抓来一把草又把它扔掉，甚至还有些一直带到半英里外的铁路上才扔掉；也有的时候，这里还残留着雪茄烟和烟斗的味道。
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