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The bell_RA_손유라_0311-175712.mp3
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2010-03-11 18:01
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손유라
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잘 봐주세여 ^^
THE BELL/
People said/
"The Evening Bell is sounding,/
the sun is setting."/
For a strange wondrous tone was heard/
in the narrow streets of a large town./
It was like the sound/
of a church-bell:/
but it was only heard for a moment,/
for the rolling of the carriages/
and the voices of the multitude/
made too great a noise./
Those persons/
who were walking outside the town,/
where the houses were farther apart,/
with gardens or little fields between them,/
could see the evening sky/
still better,/
and heard the sound of the bell/
much more distinctly./
It was as if the tones came from a church/
in the still forest;/
people looked thitherward,/
and felt their minds attuned most solemnly./
A long time passed,/
and people said to each other--/
"I wonder if there is a church/
out in the wood?/
The bell has a tone/
that is wondrous sweet;/
let us stroll thither,/
and examine the matter nearer."/
And the rich people drove out,/
and the poor walked,/
but the way seemed strangely long/
to them;/
and when they came/
to a clump of willows/
which grew on the skirts of the forest,/
they sat down,/
and looked up at the long branches,/
and fancied/
they were now/
in the depth of the green wood./
The confectioner of the town came out,/
and set up his booth there;/
and soon after/
came another confectioner,/
who hung a bell over his stand,/
as a sign or ornament,/
but it had no clapper,/
and it was tarred over to preserve it/
from the rain./
When all the people returned home,/
they said/
it had been very romantic,/
and that it was quite a different sort of thing/
to a pic-nic or tea-party./
There were three persons/
who asserted they had penetrated/
to the end of the forest,/
and that they had always heard/
the wonderful sounds of the bell,/
but it had seemed to them/
as if it had come from the town./
One wrote a whole poem about it,/
and said/
the bell sounded like the voice of a mother/
to a good dear child,/
and that no melody was sweeter/
than the tones of the bell./
The king of the country/
was also observant of it,/
and vowed/
that he who could discover/
whence the sounds proceeded,/
should have the title/
of "Universal Bell-ringer,"/
even if it were not really a bell./
Many persons now went to the wood,/
for the sake of getting the place,/
but one only returned/
with a sort of explanation;/
for nobody went far enough,/
that one not further than the others./
However, he said/
that the sound proceeded/
from a very large owl,/
in a hollow tree;/
a sort of learned owl,/
that continually knocked its head/
against the branches./
But whether the sound came from his head/
or from the hollow tree,/
that no one could say with certainty./
So now he got the place/
of "Universal Bell-ringer,"/
and wrote yearly a short treatise/
"On the Owl";/
but everybody was just as wise as before./
It was the day of confirmation./
The clergyman had spoken so touchingly,/
the children who were confirmed/
had been greatly moved;/
it was an eventful day for them;/
from children/
they become all at once grown-up-persons;/
it was as if their infant souls/
were now to fly all at once/
into persons with more understanding./
The sun was shining gloriously;/
the children that had been confirmed/
went out of the town;/
and from the wood was borne/
towards them/
the sounds of the unknown bell/
with wonderful distinctness./
They all immediately felt a wish/
to go thither;/
all except three./
One of them had to go home/
to try on a ball-dress;/
for it was just the dress/
and the ball which had caused her/
to be confirmed this time,/
for otherwise/
she would not have come;/
the other was a poor boy,/
who had borrowed his coat and boots/
to be confirmed in/
from the innkeeper's son,/
and he was to give them back/
by a certain hour;/
the third said/
that he never went to a strange place/
if his parents were not with him--/
that he had always been a good boy hitherto,/
and would still be so now/
that he was confirmed,/
and that one ought not to laugh at him for it:/
the others, however, did make fun of him,/
after all./
There were three, therefore,/
that did not go;/
the others hastened on./
The sun shone,/
the birds sang,/
and the children sang too,/
and each held the other by the hand;/
for as yet they had none of them any high office,/
and were all of equal rank/
in the eye of God./
But two of the youngest/
soon grew tired,/
and both returned to town;/
two little girls sat down,/
and twined garlands,/
so they did not go either;/
and when the others reached the willow-tree,/
where the confectioner was,/
they said,/
"Now we are there!/
In reality the bell does not exist;/
it is only a fancy/
that people have taken into their heads!"/
At the same moment/
the bell sounded deep in the wood,/
so clear and solemnly/
that five or six/
determined to penetrate somewhat further./
It was so thick,/
and the foliage so dense,/
that it was quite fatiguing to proceed./
Woodroof and anemonies/
grew almost too high;/
blooming convolvuluses and blackberry-bushes/
hung in long garlands/
from tree to tree,/
where the nightingale sang/
and the sunbeams were playing:/
it was very beautiful,/
but it was no place for girls to go;/
their clothes would get so torn./
Large blocks of stone lay there,/
overgrown with moss of every color;/
the fresh spring bubbled forth,/
and made a strange gurgling sound./
"That surely cannot be the bell,"/
said one of the children,/
lying down and listening./
"This must be looked to."/
So he remained,/
and let the others go on without him./
They afterwards came to a little house,/
made of branches and the bark of trees;/
a large wild apple-tree bent over it,/
as if it would shower down all its blessings/
on the roof,/
where roses were blooming./
The long stems/
twined round the gable,/
on which there hung a small bell./
Was it that which people had heard?/
Yes, everybody was unanimous on the subject,/
except one,/
who said/
that the bell was too small and too fine/
to be heard at so great a distance,/
and besides/
it was very different tones to those/
that could move a human heart/
in such a manner./
It was a king's son who spoke;/
whereon the others said,/
"Such people always/
want to be wiser than everybody else."/
They now let him go on alone;/
and as he went,/
his breast was filled/
more and more with the forest solitude;/
but he still heard the little bell/
with which the others were so satisfied,/
and now and then,/
when the wind blew,/
he could also hear the people singing/
who were sitting at tea/
where the confectioner had his tent;/
but the deep sound of the bell/
rose louder;/
it was almost as if an organ/
were accompanying it,/
and the tones came from the left hand,/
the side where the heart is placed./
A rustling was heard/
in the bushes,/
and a little boy stood/
before the King's Son,/
a boy in wooden shoes,/
and with so short a jacket/
that one could see/
what long wrists he had./
Both knew each other:/
the boy was that one/
among the children/
who could not come/
because he had to go home/
and return his jacket and boots/
to the innkeeper's son./
This he had done,/
and was now going on/
in wooden shoes/
and in his humble dress,/
for the bell sounded/
with so deep a tone,/
and with such strange power,/
that proceed he must./
"Why, then, we can go together,"/
said the King's Son./
But the poor child/
that had been confirmed/
was quite ashamed;/
he looked at his wooden shoes,/
pulled at the short sleeves/
of his jacket,/
and said that he was afraid/
he could not walk so fast;/
besides, he thought/
that the bell/
must be looked for to the right;/
for that was the place/
where all sorts of beautiful things/
were to be found./
"But there we shall not meet,"/
said the King's Son,/
nodding at the same time/
to the poor boy,/
who went into the darkest,/
thickest part of the wood,/
where thorns/
tore his humble dress,/
and scratched his face and hands and feet/
till they bled./
The King's Son/
got some scratches too;/
but the sun/
shone on his path,/
and it is him/
that we will follow,/
for he was an excellent and resolute youth./
"I must and will find the bell,"/
said he,/
"even if I am obliged to go to the end of the world."/
The ugly apes sat upon the trees,/
and grinned./
"Shall we thrash him?"/
said they./
"Shall we thrash him?/
He is the son of a king!"/
But on he went,/
without being disheartened,/
deeper and deeper into the wood,/
where the most wonderful flowers/
were growing./
There stood white lilies/
with blood-red stamina,/
skyblue tulips,/
which shone as they waved in the winds,/
and apple-trees,/
the apples of which/
looked exactly like large soapbubbles:/
so only think/
how the trees must have sparkled/
in the sunshine!/
Around the nicest green meads,/
where the deer were playing/
in the grass,/
grew magnificent oaks and beeches;/
and if the bark of one of the trees/
was cracked,/
there grass and long creeping plants/
grew in the crevices./
And there were large calm lakes there too,/
in which white swans/
were swimming,/
and beat the air/
with their wings./
The King's Son/
often stood still and listened./
He thought/
the bell sounded from the depths/
of these still lakes;/
but then he remarked again/
that the tone proceeded/
not from there,/
but farther off,/
from out the depths of the forest./
The sun now set:/
the atmosphere glowed like fire./
It was still in the woods,/
so very still;/
and he fell on his knees,/
sung his evening hymn,/
and said:/
"I cannot find what I seek;/
the sun is going down,/
and night is coming--/
the dark, dark night./
Yet perhaps/
I may be able once more/
to see the round red sun/
before he entirely disappears./
I will climb up yonder rock."/
And he seized hold of the creeping-plants,/
and the roots of trees--/
climbed up the moist stones/
where the water-snakes were writhing/
and the toads were croaking--/
and he gained the summit/
before the sun had quite gone down./
How magnificent was the sight/
from this height!/
The sea--the great, the glorious sea,/
that dashed its long waves/
against the coast--/
was stretched out before him./
And yonder,/
where sea and sky meet,/
stood the sun,/
like a large shining altar,/
all melted together/
in the most glowing colors./
And the wood and the sea/
sang a song of rejoicing,/
and his heart/
sang with the rest:/
all nature was a vast holy church,/
in which the trees and the buoyant clouds/
were the pillars,/
flowers and grass the velvet carpeting,/
and heaven itself the large cupola./
The red colors above/
faded away as the sun vanished,/
but a million stars/
were lighted,/
a million lamps shone;/
and the King's Son/
spread out his arms/
towards heaven, and wood, and sea;/
when at the same moment,/
coming by a path to the right,/
appeared,/
in his wooden shoes and jacket,/
the poor boy/
who had been confirmed with him./
He had followed his own path,/
and had reached the spot/
just as soon as the son of the king had done./
They ran towards each other,/
and stood together hand in hand/
in the vast church/
of nature and of poetry,/
while over them sounded/
the invisible holy bell:/
blessed spirits floated around them,/
and lifted up their voices/
in a rejoicing hallelujah!/
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