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Speeches: Literary and Social



by Charles Dickens














SPEECH:  EDINBURGH; JUNE 25; 1841。







'At a public dinner; given in honour of Mr。 Dickens; and presided

over by the late Professor Wilson; the Chairman having proposed his

health in a long and eloquent speech; Mr。 Dickens returned thanks

as follows:…'



IF I felt your warm and generous welcome less; I should be better

able to thank you。  If I could have listened as you have listened

to the glowing language of your distinguished Chairman; and if I

could have heard as you heard the 〃thoughts that breathe and words

that burn;〃 which he has uttered; it would have gone hard but I

should have caught some portion of his enthusiasm; and kindled at

his example。  But every word which fell from his lips; and every

demonstration of sympathy and approbation with which you received

his eloquent expressions; renders me unable to respond to his

kindness; and leaves me at last all heart and no lips; yearning to

respond as I would do to your cordial greeting … possessing; heaven

knows; the will; and desiring only to find the way。



The way to your good opinion; favour; and support; has been to me

very pleasing … a path strewn with flowers and cheered with

sunshine。  I feel as if I stood amongst old friends; whom I had

intimately known and highly valued。  I feel as if the deaths of the

fictitious creatures; in which you have been kind enough to express

an interest; had endeared us to each other as real afflictions

deepen friendships in actual life; I feel as if they had been real

persons; whose fortunes we had pursued together in inseparable

connexion; and that I had never known them apart from you。



It is a difficult thing for a man to speak of himself or of his

works。  But perhaps on this occasion I may; without impropriety;

venture to say a word on the spirit in which mine were conceived。

I felt an earnest and humble desire; and shall do till I die; to

increase the stock of harmless cheerfulness。  I felt that the world

was not utterly to be despised; that it was worthy of living in for

many reasons。  I was anxious to find; as the Professor has said; if

I could; in evil things; that soul of goodness which the Creator

has put in them。  I was anxious to show that virtue may be found in

the bye…ways of the world; that it is not incompatible with poverty

and even with rags; and to keep steadily through life the motto;

expressed in the burning words of your Northern poet …





〃The rank is but the guinea stamp;

The man's the gowd for a' that。〃





And in following this track; where could I have better assurance

that I was right; or where could I have stronger assurance to cheer

me on than in your kindness on this to me memorable night?



I am anxious and glad to have an opportunity of saying a word in

reference to one incident in which I am happy to know you were

interested; and still more happy to know; though it may sound

paradoxical; that you were disappointed … I mean the death of the

little heroine。  When I first conceived the idea of conducting that

simple story to its termination; I determined rigidly to adhere to

it; and never to forsake the end I had in view。  Not untried in the

school of affliction; in the death of those we love; I thought what

a good thing it would be if in my little work of pleasant amusement

I could substitute a garland of fresh flowers for the sculptured

horrors which disgrace the tomb。  If I have put into my book

anything which can fill the young mind with better thoughts of

death; or soften the grief of older hearts; if I have written one

word which can afford pleasure or consolation to old or young in

time of trial; I shall consider it as something achieved …

something which I shall be glad to look back upon in after life。

Therefore I kept to my purpose; notwithstanding that towards the

conclusion of the story; I daily received letters of remonstrance;

especially from the ladies。  God bless them for their tender

mercies!  The Professor was quite right when he said that I had not

reached to an adequate delineation of their virtues; and I fear

that I must go on blotting their characters in endeavouring to

reach the ideal in my mind。  These letters were; however; combined

with others from the sterner sex; and some of them were not

altogether free from personal invective。  But; notwithstanding; I

kept to my purpose; and I am happy to know that many of those who

at first condemned me are now foremost in their approbation。



If I have made a mistake in detaining you with this little

incident; I do not regret having done so; for your kindness has

given me such a confidence in you; that the fault is yours and not

mine。  I come once more to thank you; and here I am in a difficulty

again。  The distinction you have conferred upon me is one which I

never hoped for; and of which I never dared to dream。  That it is

one which I shall never forget; and that while I live I shall be

proud of its remembrance; you must well know。  I believe I shall

never hear the name of this capital of Scotland without a thrill of

gratitude and pleasure。  I shall love while I have life her people;

her hills; and her houses; and even the very stones of her streets。

And if in the future works which may lie before me you should

discern … God grant you may! … a brighter spirit and a clearer wit;

I pray you to refer it back to this night; and point to that as a

Scottish passage for evermore。  I thank you again and again; with

the energy of a thousand thanks in each one; and I drink to you

with a heart as full as my glass; and far easier emptied; I do

assure you。





'Later in the evening; in proposing the health of Professor Wilson;

Mr。 Dickens said:…'





I HAVE the honour to be entrusted with a toast; the very mention of

which will recommend itself to you; I know; as one possessing no

ordinary claims to your sympathy and approbation; and the proposing

of which is as congenial to my wishes and feelings as its

acceptance must be to yours。  It is the health of our Chairman; and

coupled with his name I have to propose the literature of Scotland

… a literature which he has done much to render famous through the

world; and of which he has been for many years … as I hope and

believe he will be for many more … a most brilliant and

distinguished ornament。  Who can revert to the literature of the

land of Scott and of Burns without having directly in his mind; as

inseparable from the subject and foremost in the picture; that old

man of might; with his lion heart and sceptred crutch … Christopher

North。  I am glad to remember the time when I believed him to be a

real; actual; veritable old gentleman; that might be seen any day

hobbling along the High Street with the most brilliant eye … but

that is no fiction … and the greyest hair in all the world … who

wrote not because he cared to write; not because he cared for the

wonder and admiration of his fellow…men; but who wrote because he

could not help it; because there was always springing up in his

mind a clear and sparkling stream of poetry which must have vent;

and like the glittering fountain in the fairy tale; draw what you

might; was ever at the full; and never languished even by a single

drop or bubble。  I had so figured him in my mind; and when I saw

the Professor two days ago; striding along the Parliament House; I

was disposed to take it as a personal offence … I was vexed to see

him look so hearty。  I drooped to see twenty Christophers in one。

I began to think that Scottish life was all light and no shadows;

and I began to doubt that beautiful book to which I have turned

again and again; always to find new beauties and fresh sources of

interest。





'In proposing the memory of the late Sir David Wilkie; Mr。 Dickens

said:…'





LESS fortunate than the two gentlemen who have preceded me; it is

confided to me to mentio

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