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tanglewood tales-第16章

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As fast as their princely robes got torn and tattered; they exchanged them for such mean attire as ordinary people wore。 By and by; they come to have a wild and homeless aspect; so that you would much sooner have taken them for a gypsy family than a queen and three princes; and a young nobleman; who had once a palace for a home; and a train of servants to do their bidding。 The four boys grew up to be tall young men; with sunburnt faces。 Each of them girded on a sword; to defend themselves against the perils of the way。 When the husbandmen; at whose farmhouses they sought hospitality; needed their assistance in the harvest field; they gave it willingly; and Queen Telephassa (who had done no work in her palace; save to braid silk threads with golden ones) came behind them to bind the sheaves。 If payment was offered; they shook their heads; and only asked for tidings of Europa。

〃There are bulls enough in my pasture;〃 the old farmers would reply; 〃but I never heard of one like this you tell me of。 A snow…white bull with a little princess on his back! Ho! ho! I ask your pardon; good folks; but there never such a sight seen hereabouts。〃

At last; when his upper lip began to have the down on it; Phoenix grew weary of rambling hither and thither to no purpose。 So one day; when they happened to be passing through a pleasant and solitary tract of country; he sat himself down on a heap of moss。

〃I can go no farther;〃 said Phoenix。 〃It is a mere foolish waste of life; to spend it as we do; always wandering up and down; and never coming to any home at nightfall。 Our sister is lost; and never will be found。 She probably perished in the sea; or; to whatever shore the white bull may have carried her; it is now so many years ago; that there would be neither love nor acquaintance between us; should we meet again。 My father has forbidden us to return to his palace; so I shall build me a hut of branches; and dwell here。〃

〃Well; son Phoenix;〃 said Telephassa; sorrowfully; 〃you have grown to be a man; and must do as you judge best。 But; for my part; I will still go in quest of my poor child。〃

〃And we three will go along with you!〃 cried Cadmus and Cilix; and their faithful friend Thasus。

But; before setting out; they all helped Phoenix to build a habitation。 When completed; it was a sweet rural bower; roofed overhead with an arch of living boughs。 Inside there were two pleasant rooms; one of which had a soft heap of moss for a bed; while the other was furnished with a rustic seat or two; curiously fashioned out of the crooked roots of trees。 So comfortable and home…like did it seem; that Telephassa and her three companions could not help sighing; to think that they must still roam about the world; instead of spending the remainder of their lives in some such cheerful abode as they had here built for Phoenix。 But; when they bade him farewell; Phoenix shed tears; and probably regretted that he was no longer to keep them company。

However; he had fixed upon an admirable place to dwell in。 And by and by there came other people; who chanced to have no homes; and; seeing how pleasant a spot it was; they built themselves huts in the neighborhood of Phoenix's habitation。 Thus; before many years went by; a city had grown up there; in the center of which was seen a stately palace of marble; wherein dwelt Phoenix; clothed in a purple robe; and wearing a golden crown upon his head。 For the inhabitants of the new city; finding that he had royal blood in his veins; had chosen him to be their king。 The very first decree of state which King Phoenix issued was; that; if a maiden happened to arrive in the kingdom; mounted on a snow…white bull; and calling herself Europa; his subjects should treat her with the greatest kindness and respect; and immediately bring her to the palace。 You may see; by this; that Phoenix's conscience never quite ceased to trouble him; for giving up the quest of his dear sister; and sitting himself down to be comfortable; while his mother and her companions went onward。

But often and often; at the close of a weary day's journey; did Telephassa and Cadmus; Cilix; and Thasus; remember the pleasant spot in which they had left Phoenix。 It was a sorrowful prospect for these wanderers; that on the morrow they must again set forth; and that; after many nightfalls; they would perhaps be no nearer the close of their toilsome pilgrimage than now。 These thoughts made them all melancholy at times; but appeared to torment Cilix more than the rest of the party。 At length; one morning; when they were taking their staffs in hand to set out; he thus addressed them:


〃My dear mother; and you; good brother Cadmus; and my friend Thasus; methinks we are like people in a dream。 There is no substance in the life which we are leading。 It is such a dreary length of time since the white bull carried off my sister Europa; that I have quite forgotten how she looked; and the tones of her voice; and; indeed; almost doubt whether such a little girl ever lived in the world。 And whether she once lived or no; I am convinced that she no longer survives; and that therefore it is the merest folly to waste our own lives and happiness in seeking her。 Were we to find her; she would now be a woman grown; and would look upon us all as strangers。 So; to tell you the truth; I have resolved to take up my abode here; and I entreat you; mother; brother; and friend; to follow my example。〃

〃Not I; for one;〃 said Telephassa; although the poor queen; firmly as she spoke; was so travel…worn that she could hardly put her foot to the ground。 〃Not I; for one! In the depths of my heart; little Europa is still the rosy child who ran to gather flowers so many years ago。 She has not grown to womanhood; nor forgotten me。 At noon; at night; journeying onward; sitting down to rest; her childish voice is always in my ears; calling; 'Mother! mother!' Stop here who may; there is no repose for me。〃

〃Nor for me;〃 said Cadmus; 〃while my dear mother pleases to go onward。〃

And the faithful Thasus; too; was resolved to bear them company。 They remained with Cilix a few days; however; and helped him to build a rustic bower; resembling the one which they had formerly built for Phoenix。

When they were bidding him farewell Cilix burst into tears; and told his mother that it seemed just as melancholy a dream to stay there; in solitude; as to go onward。 If she really believed that they would ever find Europa; he was willing to continue the search with them; even now。 But Telephassa bade him remain there; and be happy; if his own heart would let him。 So the pilgrims took their leave of him; and departed; and were hardly out of sight before some other wandering people came along that way; and saw Cilix's habitation; and were greatly delighted with the appearance of the place。 There being abundance of unoccupied ground in the neighborhood; these strangers built huts for themselves; and were soon joined by a multitude of new settlers; who quickly formed a city。 In the middle of it was seen a magnificent palace of colored marble; on the balcony of which; every noontide; appeared Cilix; in a long purple robe; and with a jeweled crown upon his head; for the inhabitants; when they found out that he was a king's son; had considered him the fittest of all men to be a king himself。

One of the first acts of King Cilix's government was to send out an expedition; consisting of a grave ambassador; and an escort of bold and hardy young men; with orders to visit the principal kingdoms of the earth; and inquire whether a young maiden had passed through those regions; galloping swiftly on a white bull。 It is; therefore; plain to my mind; that Cilix secretly blamed himself for giving up the search for Europa; as long as he was able to put one foot before the other。

As for Telephassa; and Cadmus; and the good Thasus; it grieves me to think of them; still keeping up that weary pilgrimage。 The two young men did their best for the poor queen; helping her over the rough places; often carrying her across rivulets in their faithful arms and seeking to shelter her at nightfall; even when they themselves lay on the ground。 Sad; sad it was to hear them asking of every passer…by if he had seen Europa; so long 
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