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[文化博览] 【整理】2013-02-15 狄更斯其人 Charles Dickens—5

 

 

 

BBC: Armandos Tale of Charles Dickens  | BBC 狄更斯其人


     阿曼多·阿努奇通过研究狄更斯的自传体小说《大卫·科波菲尔》探究了狄更斯究竟是如何成为了世界顶尖的英国作家。虽然狄更斯常被人们认为是一个社会改革家,并因为其维多利亚风情浓厚的著作而闻名天下,但是,BBC却另辟蹊径,从作品出发,研究为什么狄更斯的作品如此引人入胜,他的作品对21世纪的今天有何种启示...



 

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“The first objects”, he says, “that assume a distinct presence before me as I look far back into the blank of my infancy, are my mother with her pretty hair and youthful shape, and Peggotty, with no shape at all. And eyes so dark that they seem to darken the whole neighborhood in her face.” That’s that thing of children, remembering things much, much larger than they actually were in objective reality. “Eyes so dark that they seem to darken the whole neighborhood in her face. And cheeks and arms so hard and red that I wondered the birds didn’t peck her in preference to apples.” Again, everything is very simple at this stage. Dickens, the great wordsmith, the literary showman, is actually putting everything back into his box of tricks and shutting that box tight. So everything is in monosyllables, “cheeks and arms so hard and red”, and then that little image, the bird pecking at her cheeks in preference to apples. Of course, that’s an image a child would understand. The bird pecking, he wouldn’t have anything more sophisticated to compare Peggotty’s cheeks to.



But David’s idyll shatters as his mother remarries to a cold and heartless man called Mr. Murdstone. And now David can only see harshness wherever he gazes.



“I could not look at her. I could not look at him. I knew quite well that he was looking at us both. And a I turned to the window. I looked out there at some shrubs that were drooping their heads in the cold.”



The young Copperfield is the camera in this picture and everything we’re perceiving, everything we’re reading about is done as it’s perceived through his eyes. “I turned to the window”, and that thing of childhood where as you grow up, if you receive bad news, or if there’s been a sudden dramatic moment, you instantly recall the first image you saw at the time, an image that no matter how insignificant it appears, still burns there at your heart with significance. This whole process in these first few chapters of David Copperfield

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本帖最后由 tylernt7 于 2013-2-15 16:43 编辑

The first objects he says that assume a distinct presence before me as I look far back into the blank of my infancy, are my mother with her pretty hair and youthful shape, and Peggotty, with no shape at all. And eyes so dark that they seemed to darken the whole neighbourhood in her face. That's that thing of children, remembering things much much larger than they actually were in objective reality. Eyes so dark that they seemed to darken the whole neighbourhood in her face, and cheeks and arms so hard and red that I wondered the birds didn't peck her in preference to apples. Again, everything is very simple at this stage. Dickens the great wordsmith, the literary showman, is actually putting everything back into his box of tricks, and shutting that box tight. So everything is in monosyllables. Cheeks and arms so hard and red. And then that little image, the bird pecking at her cheeks in preference to apples. Of course, that's an image that a child would understand. The bird pecking. He wouldn't have anything more sophisticated to compare Peggotty's cheeks to.

But David's idyll shatters as his mother remarries to a cold and heartless man called Mr Murdstone. And now David can only see harshness wherever he gazes. I could not look at her, I could not look at him. I knew quite well that he was looking at us both. And I turned to the window and looked out there at some shrubs that were drooping their heads in the cold.

The young Copperfield is the camera in this picture, and everything we're perceiving, everything we're reading about, is done, as it's perceived, through his eyes. And I turned to the window, and that thing of childhood where as you grow up, if you receive bad news, if there's been a sudden dramatic moment, you instantly recall the first image you saw at the time, an image that, no matter how insignificant it appears, still burns there in your heart with significance. This whole process in these first few chapters of David Copperfield.
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[Homework]2013-02-15 狄更斯其人 Charles Dickens—5

the first object ,sha says:but she should might distinguish the president before me, and look far back into the blank of my infancy, and my mother with her pretty hair and useful shape and purgative, there is no shape at all, and i saw dark beneath dark in the whole neighberhood in her face, that's that thing all children remember thing much much larger than it actually wear in obejective reality, i saw the dark that it seems dark in the whole neighberhood in her, and chick and arms are so hard to read because i wonder the birds didn't pick up the... apples.
again everthing is very simple in this satge, Dickens decrease words ,the literacy short man is actually putting everything back into his box tricks. trying that box tight, so everything is more than syllables the chick and so har to readand the bird picking at her chicks and impressed apples.that the name that the children would understand the bird packing, you wouldn't have anything sophisticated to compare packting chicks too.
but davids idle shatters,as his mother remarried to a cold  hardness man called Mr hershman, and so davids would only see harshness wherever he gazes.i could not look at her, i could not look at him, and u quite well he is looking at us both, i turn to the window,i look over there, that there are some shrapes were dropping their heads in the coats.
the young Copperfield is the camera in this picture, and everything we preceeding and everything we reading about is done as he peereceed is through his eyes.i turn to the windowthat thing of childhood,well as you grown up, if you receive bad news , or some dramatic monment ,you instantly recall the first thing you saw the time, no matter how insignificance it appears, it still born in his heart with significance.
this whole process is the first few chpters of Dacids Copperfield.

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“The first objects”, he says, “that assume a distinct presence before me as I look far back into the blank of my infancy, are my mother with her pretty hair and youthful shape, and Peggotty, with no shape at all. And eyes so dark that they seem to darken the whole neighborhood in her face.” That’s that thing of children, remembering things much, much larger than they actually were in objective reality. “Eyes so dark that they seem to darken the whole neighborhood in her face. And cheeks and arms so hard and red that I wondered the birds didn’t peck her in preference to apples.” Again, everything is very simple at this stage. Dickens, the great words *, the literary showman, is actually putting everything back into his box of tricks and shutting that box tight. So everything is in monosyllables, “cheeks and arms so hard and red”, and then that little image, the bird pecking at her in preference to apples. Of course, that’s an image a child would understand. The bird pecking, he wouldn’t have anything more sophisticated to compare Peggotty’s cheeks to.

But David’s idyll shatters as his mother remarries to a cold and heartless man called Mr. Murdstone. And now David can only see harshness wherever he gazes.

“I could not look at her. I could not look at him. I knew quite well that he was looking at us both. And a I turned to the window. I looked out there at some shrubs that were drooping their heads in the cold.”

The young Copperfield is the camera in this picture and everything we’re perceiving, everything we’re reading about is done as it’s perceived through his eyes. “I turned to the window”, and that thing of childhood where as you grow up, if you receive bad news, or if there’s been a sudden dramatic moment, you instantly recall the first image you saw at the time, an image that, no matter how insignificant it appears, still burns there at your heart with significance. This whole process in these first few chapters of David Copperfield...
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[Homework]2013-02-15 狄更斯其人 Charles Dickens—5

The first objects, he says, that assume a distinct presence before me as I look far back into the blank of my infancy, are my mother with her pretty hair and youthful shape and Peggotty with no shape at all. And eyes are so dark. It seems to darken their whole neighborhood in her face. That's that thing of children, remembering things much, much larger than it actually were in objective reality. Eyes are so dark. It seems to darken the whole neighborhood in her face. And cheeks and arms are so hard and red that I wondered the birds didn't peck her in preference to apples. Again, everything is very simple at this stage. Dickens the great wordsmith, the literary showman, is actually putting everything back into his box of tricks and shutting that box tight. So everything is more than syllables. Cheeks and arms so hard and red and that little image, the birds pecking at her cheeks and preference to apples. Of course, that's the image of a child would understand the bird pecking. He wouldn't have anything more sophisticated to compare Peggotty's cheeks to.But David's idyll shatters as his mother remarries to a cold and heartless man, called Mr. Murdstone. Now David can only see harshness wherever he gazes.
I could not look at her; I could not look at him. I knew quite well that he was looking at us both. And I turned to the window. I looked out there as some shrubs that were drooping their heads in the cold.


The young David Copperfield is the camera in this picture. And everything we're perceiving and everything we're reading about is done, as it perceives through his eyes. I turned to the window. And that scene of childhood where as you grow up, if you receive bad news, of if there's been in a subjective bad moment, you instantly recall the first image you saw at the time. And the image that no matter how insignificant it appears still burns there in your heart with significance. This whole process, these first few chapters of David Copperfield ...



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The first objects, he says, that assume a distinct presence before me as I look far back to the blank of my infancy, are my mother with her pretty hair and youthful shape, and Peggotty with no shape at all. And eyes so dark that they seemed to darken their whole neighborhood in her face. That's that thing of children remembering things much much larger than they actually were in objective reality. Eyes so dark that they seemed to darken their whole neighborhood in her face. And cheeks and arms so hard and red that I wondered the birds didn't peck her in preference to apples. Again, everything is very simple at this stage. Dickens the great wordsmith, the literary showman, is actually putting everything back into his box of tricks and shutting that box tight, so everything is in monosyllables. Cheeks and arms so hard and red. And then that little image, the bird pecking at her cheeks in preference to apples. Of course that's an image that a child would understand, a bird pecking, he wouldn't have anything more sophisticated to compare Peggotty's cheeks to.
But David's idyll shatters as his mother remarries to a cold and heartless man called Mr. Murdstone. And now David can only see harshness wherever he gazes. I could not look at her, I could not look at him. I knew quite well that he was looking at us both. And I turned to the window and looked out there at some shrubs that were droopping their heads in the cold.
The young Copperfield is the camera in this picture. And everything we're perceiving, everything we are reading about, is done as it's perceived through his eyes. "I turned to the window", and that thing of childhood will, as you grow up, if you receive bad news or if there's been a sudden dramatic moment, you instantly recall the first image you saw at the time, an image that, no matter how insignificant it appears, still burns there in your heart with significance. This is the whole process, these first few chapters of David Copperfield.
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The first objects he says that assume distinct presence before me are the look far back, into the blank of my infancy. Among my mother was a pretty hair, a useful shape and Peggoty with no shape at all. And eye so dark that they seemed to darken the whole neighborhood in hrs face. That’s that thing of children remembering thing much much larger than it actually were in object reality. Eye so dark that it seemed to darken in the whole neighborhood in her face and cheeks and arms so hard and red that I wondered the birds didn’t peck her in preference apples.

Again a very new very simple is this stage. Dickens the great world’s mercy, the literary show me it’s actually putting everything back into his box of tricks and shutting up that box tight. So everything is in*. cheeks and arms are so hard and red. And then little image, birds pecking at her cheeks and preference apples. Of course, that’s a image of a child that would understand, the bird pecking. He wouldn’t have anything more sophisticated to compare Peggoty’s cheeks too.

But David’s * shatters as his mother remarries to a cold and heartless man called Mr. Marston. And now David can only see harshness what ever he gazes.

I could not look at her. I could not look at him. I knew quite well that he was looking at us both and I turned to the window and looked out there with some shrugs that would dropping the hands with the cold.

The young Copperfield is the camera in his picture. And everything was perceiving, everything was reading about his done. As it’s perceived through his eyes. I turned to the window and that thing of childhood where as you grow up. If you receive bad news or if there’s been a sudden dramatic moment. You instantly recall the first image you saw at the time, an image that you might know how insignificant it appears still burns there hard with significance. These the whole process in these few chapters of David Copperfield.
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The first objects, he says, that assume a distinctive presence before me as I look far back into the blank of my infancy, are my mother with a pretty hair and youthful shape and Paggotty with no shape at all, and eyes so dark that they seemed to darken the whole neighborhood in her face. That’s that thing of children remembering things much, much larger than they actual were in objective relativity, eye so dark that seemed to darken the whole neighborhood in her face, and checks and arms are so hard and red that I wonder the birds didn’t peck her in preference to apples, again everything is simple at this stage. Dickens, the great wordsmith, the literary showman, is actually putting everything back into his box of tricks and shutting that box tight. So everything is in monosyllables. Checks and arms are so hard and red and then a little image the bird pecking at her checks and preference to apples. Of course, that’s a image that a child would understand the bird pecking, he wouldn’t have anything more sophisticated to compare P’s checks to.
But David’s idyll shatters as his mother remarries to a cold and heartless man called Mr. Murdstone, and now David can only see harshness wherever he gazes.
I could not look at her, I couldn’t look at him, I knew quite well that he was looking at us both, and I turned to the window and looked out there at some shrubs that were drooping their heads in the cold.
The young Copperfield is the camera in this picture and everything is perceiving, everything were reading about is done as he perceived through his eyes, I turned to the window, and that thing of childhood where as you grow up if you received bad news, or if there has been a sudden dramatic moment, you instantly recall the first image you saw at the time, an image that no matter how insignificant it appears, still burn there at you heart with significance. This the whole process in these first few chapters of David Copperfield.
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