beauty of form and beauty of mind-第2章
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moulded and formed the soft clay with his fingers。
〃I suppose it is only on our account that you perform this
common…place work yourself; instead of leaving it to your servant to
do all that sticking together。〃
〃It is really necessary that I should mould the clay myself;〃 he
replied。
〃Ah; yes; you are always so polite;〃 said mamma; with a smile; and
Kaela silently pressed his hand; all soiled as it was with the clay。
Then he unfolded to them both the beauties of Nature; in all her
works; he pointed out to them how; in the scale of creation; inanimate
matter was inferior to animate nature; the plant above the mineral;
the animal above the plant; and man above them all。 He strove to
show them how the beauty of the mind could be displayed in the outward
form; and that it was the sculptor's task to seize upon that beauty of
expression; and produce it in his works。 Kaela stood silent; but
nodded in approbation of what he said; while mamma…in…law made the
following confession:…
〃It is difficult to follow you; but I go hobbling along after
you with my thoughts; though what you say makes my head whirl round
and round。 Still I contrive to lay hold on some of it。〃
Kaela's beauty had a firm hold on Alfred; it filled his soul;
and held a mastery over him。 Beauty beamed from Kaela's every feature;
glittered in her eyes; lurked in the corners of her mouth; and
pervaded every movement of her agile fingers。 Alfred; the sculptor;
saw this。 He spoke only to her; thought only of her; and the two
became one; and so it may be said she spoke much; for he was always
talking to her; and he and she were one。 Such was the betrothal; and
then came the wedding; with bride's…maids and wedding presents; all
duly mentioned in the wedding speech。 Mamma…in…law had set up
Thorwalsden's bust at the end of the table; attired in a
dressing…gown; it was her fancy that he should be a guest。 Songs
were sung; and cheers given; for it was a gay wedding; and they were a
handsome pair。 〃Pygmalion loved his Galatea;〃 said one of the songs。
〃Ah; that is some of your mythologies;〃 said mamma…in…law。
Next day the youthful pair started for Copenhagen; where they were
to live; mamma…in…law accompanied them; to attend to the 〃coarse
work;〃 as she always called the domestic arrangements。 Kaela looked
like a doll in a doll's house; for everything was bright and new;
and so fine。 There they sat; all three; and as for Alfred; a proverb
may describe his position… he looked like a swan amongst the geese。
The magic of form had enchanted him; he had looked at the casket
without caring to inquire what it contained; and that omission often
brings the greatest unhappiness into married life。 The casket may be
injured; the gilding may fall off; and then the purchaser regrets
his bargain。
In a large party it is very disagreeable to find a button giving
way; with no studs at hand to fall back upon; but it is worse still in
a large company to be conscious that your wife and mother…in…law are
talking nonsense; and that you cannot depend upon yourself to
produce a little ready wit to carry off the stupidity of the whole
affair。
The young married pair often sat together hand in hand; he would
talk; but she could only now and then let fall a word in the same
melodious voice; the same bell…like tones。 It was a mental relief when
Sophy; one of her friends; came to pay them a visit。 Sophy was not;
pretty。 She was; however; quite free from any physical deformity;
although Kaela used to say she was a little crooked; but no eye;
save an intimate acquaintance; would have noticed it。 She was a very
sensible girl; yet it never occurred to her that she might be a
dangerous person in such a house。 Her appearance created a new
atmosphere in the doll's house; and air was really required; they
all owned that。 They felt the want of a change of air; and
consequently the young couple and their mother travelled to Italy。
〃Thank heaven we are at home again within our own four walls;〃
said mamma…in…law and daughter both; on their return after a year's
absence。
〃There is no real pleasure in travelling;〃 said mamma; 〃to tell
the truth; it's very wearisome; I beg pardon for saying so。 I was soon
very tired of it; although I had my children with me; and; besides;
it's very expensive work travelling; very expensive。 And all those
galleries one is expected to see; and the quantity of things you are
obliged to run after! It must be done; for very shame; you are sure to
be asked when you come back if you have seen everything; and will most
likely be told that you've omitted to see what was best worth seeing
of all。 I got tired at last of those endless Madonnas; I began to
think I was turning into a Madonna myself。〃
〃And then the living; mamma;〃 said Kaela。
〃Yes; indeed;〃 she replied; 〃no such a thing as a respectable meat
soup… their cookery is miserable stuff。〃
The journey had also tired Kaela; but she was always fatigued;
that was the worst of it。 So they sent for Sophy; and she was taken
into the house to reside with them; and her presence there was a great
advantage。 Mamma…in…law acknowledged that Sophy was not only a
clever housewife; but well…informed and accomplished; though that
could hardly be expected in a person of her limited means。 She was
also a generous…hearted; faithful girl; she showed that thoroughly
while Kaela lay sick; fading away。 When the casket is everything;
the casket should be strong; or else all is over。 And all was over
with the casket; for Kaela died。
〃She was beautiful;〃 said her mother; 〃she was quite different
from the beauties they call 'antiques;' for they are so damaged。 A
beauty ought to be perfect; and Kaela was a perfect beauty。〃
Alfred wept; and mamma wept; and they both wore mourning。 The
black dress suited mamma very well; and she wore mourning the longest。
She had also to experience another grief in seeing Alfred marry again;
marry Sophy; who was nothing at all to look at。 〃He's gone to the very
extreme;〃 said mamma…in…law; 〃he has gone from the most beautiful to
the ugliest; and he has forgotten his first wife。 Men have no
constancy。 My husband was a very different man;… but then he died
before me。〃
〃'Pygmalion loved his Galatea;' was in the song they sung at my
first wedding;〃 said Alfred; 〃I once fell in love with a beautiful
statue; which awoke to life in my arms; but the kindred soul; which is
a gift from heaven; the angel who can feel and sympathize with and
elevate us; I have not found and won till now。 You came; Sophy; not in
the glory of outward beauty; though you are even fairer than is
necessary。 The chief thing still remains。 You came to teach the
sculptor that his work is but dust and clay only; an outward form made
of a material that decays; and that what we should seek to obtain is
the ethereal essence of mind and spirit。 Poor Kaela! our life was
but as a meeting by the way…side; in yonder world; where we shall know
each other from a union of mind; we shall be but mere acquaintances。〃
〃That was not a loving speech;〃 said Sophy; 〃nor spoken like a
Christian。 In a future state; where there is neither marrying nor
giving in marriage; but where; as you say; souls are attracted to each
other by sympathy; there everything beautiful develops itself; and
is raised to a higher state of existence: her soul will acquire such
completeness that it may harmonize with yours; even more than mine;
and you will then once more utter your first rapturous exclamation
of your love; 'Beautiful; most beautiful!'〃
THE END
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