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before me to distil such wisdom as I can; as Machiavelli in his 

exile sought to do; from the things I have learnt and felt during 

the career that has ended now in my divorce。



I climbed high and fast from small beginnings。  I had the mind of my 

party。  I do not know where I might not have ended; but for this red 

blaze that came out of my unguarded nature and closed my career for 

ever。







CHAPTER THE SECOND



BROMSTEAD AND MY FATHER





1



I dreamt first of states and cities and political things when I was 

a little boy in knickerbockers。



When I think of how such things began in my mind; there comes back 

to me the memory of an enormous bleak room with its ceiling going up 

to heaven and its floor covered irregularly with patched and 

defective oilcloth and a dingy mat or so and a 〃surround〃 as they 

call it; of dark stained wood。  Here and there against the wall are 

trunks and boxes。  There are cupboards on either side of the 

fireplace and bookshelves with books above them; and on the wall and 

rather tattered is a large yellow…varnished geological map of the 

South of England。  Over the mantel is a huge lump of white coral 

rock and several big fossil bones; and above that hangs the portrait 

of a brainy gentleman; sliced in half and displaying an interior of 

intricate detail and much vigour of coloring。  It is the floor I 

think of chiefly; over the oilcloth of which; assumed to be land; 

spread towns and villages and forts of wooden bricks; there are 

steep square hills (geologically; volumes of Orr's CYCLOPAEDIA OF 

THE SCIENCES) and the cracks and spaces of the floor and the bare 

brown surround were the water channels and open sea of that 

continent of mine。



I still remember with infinite gratitude the great…uncle to whom I 

owe my bricks。  He must have been one of those rare adults who have 

not forgotten the chagrins and dreams of childhood。  He was a 

prosperous west of England builder; including my father he had three 

nephews; and for each of them he caused a box of bricks to be made 

by an out…of…work carpenter; not the insufficient supply of the 

toyshop; you understand; but a really adequate quantity of bricks 

made out of oak and shaped and smoothed; bricks about five inches by 

two and a half by one; and half…bricks and quarter…bricks to 

correspond。  There were hundreds of them; many hundreds。  I could 

build six towers as high as myself with them; and there seemed quite 

enough for every engineering project I could undertake。  I could 

build whole towns with streets and houses and churches and citadels; 

I could bridge every gap in the oilcloth and make causeways over 

crumpled spaces (which I feigned to be morasses); and on a keel of 

whole bricks it was possible to construct ships to push over the 

high seas to the remotest port in the room。  And a disciplined 

population; that rose at last by sedulous begging on birthdays and 

all convenient occasions to well over two hundred; of lead sailors 

and soldiers; horse; foot and artillery; inhabited this world。



Justice has never been done to bricks and soldiers by those who 

write about toys。  The praises of the toy theatre have been a common 

theme for essayists; the planning of the scenes; the painting and 

cutting out of the caste; penny plain twopence coloured; the stink 

and glory of the performance and the final conflagration。  I had 

such a theatre once; but I never loved it nor hoped for much from 

it; my bricks and soldiers were my perpetual drama。  I recall an 

incessant variety of interests。  There was the mystery and charm of 

the complicated buildings one could make; with long passages and 

steps and windows through which one peeped into their intricacies; 

and by means of slips of card one could make slanting ways in them; 

and send marbles rolling from top to base and thence out into the 

hold of a waiting ship。  Then there were the fortresses and gun 

emplacements and covered ways in which one's soldiers went。  And 

there was commerce; the shops and markets and store…rooms full of 

nasturtium seed; thrift seed; lupin beans and suchlike provender 

from the garden; such stuff one stored in match…boxes and pill…

boxes; or packed in sacks of old glove fingers tied up with thread 

and sent off by waggons along the great military road to the 

beleaguered fortress on the Indian frontier beyond the worn places 

that were dismal swamps。  And there were battles on the way。



That great road is still clear in my memory。  I was given; I forget 

by what benefactor; certain particularly fierce red Indians of lead

I have never seen such soldiers sinceand for these my father 

helped me to make tepees of brown paper; and I settled them in a 

hitherto desolate country under the frowning nail…studded cliffs of 

an ancient trunk。  Then I conquered them and garrisoned their land。  

(Alas! they died; no doubt through contact with civilisationone my 

mother trod onand their land became a wilderness again and was 

ravaged for a time by a clockwork crocodile of vast proportions。)  

And out towards the coal…scuttle was a region near the impassable 

thickets of the ragged hearthrug where lived certain china Zulus 

brandishing spears; and a mountain country of rudely piled bricks 

concealing the most devious and enchanting caves and several mines 

of gold and silver paper。  Among these rocks a number of survivors 

from a Noah's Ark made a various; dangerous; albeit frequently 

invalid and crippled fauna; and I was wont to increase the 

uncultivated wildness of this region further by trees of privet…

twigs from the garden hedge and box from the garden borders。  By 

these territories went my Imperial Road carrying produce to and fro; 

bridging gaps in the oilcloth; tunnelling through Encyclopaedic 

hillsone tunnel was three volumes longdefended as occasion 

required by camps of paper tents or brick blockhouses; and ending at 

last in a magnificently engineered ascent to a fortress on the 

cliffs commanding the Indian reservation。



My games upon the floor must have spread over several years and 

developed from small beginnings; incorporating now this suggestion 

and now that。  They stretch; I suppose; from seven to eleven or 

twelve。  I played them intermittently; and they bulk now in the 

retrospect far more significantly than they did at the time。  I 

played them in bursts; and then forgot them for long periods; 

through the spring and summer I was mostly out of doors; and school 

and classes caught me early。  And in the retrospect I see them all 

not only magnified and transfigured; but fore…shortened and confused 

together。  A clockwork railway; I seem to remember; came and went; 

one or two clockwork boats; toy sailing ships that; being keeled; 

would do nothing but lie on their beam ends on the floor; a 

detestable lot of cavalrymen; undersized and gilt all over; given me 

by a maiden aunt; and very much what one might expect from an aunt; 

that I used as Nero used his Christians to ornament my public 

buildings; and I finally melted some into fratricidal bullets; and 

therewith blew the rest to flat splashes of lead by means of a brass 

cannon in the garden。



I find this empire of the floor much more vivid and detailed in my 

memory now than many of the owners of the skirts and legs and boots 

that went gingerly across its territories。  Occasionally; alas! they 

stooped to scrub; abolishing in one universal destruction the slow 

growth of whole days of civilised development。  I still remember the 

hatred and disgust of these catastrophes。  Like Noah I was given 

warnings。  Did I disregard them; coarse red hands would descend; 

plucking garrisons from fortresses and sailors from ships; jumbling 

them up in their wrong boxes; clumsily so that their rifles and 

swords were broken; sweeping the splendid curves of the Imperial 

Road into heaps of ruins; casting the jungl
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