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1、国外英文文学系列 ConingsbyTitle: ConingsbyAuthor: Benjamin DisraeliPUBLISHERS NOTEAs a novelist, Benjamin Disraeli belongs to the early part of the nineteenth century. “Vivian Grey” (1826-27) and “Sybil” (1845) mark the beginning and the end of his truly creative period; for the two productions of his lates

2、t years, “Lothair” (1870) and “Endymion” (1880), add nothing to the characteristics of his earlier volumes except the changes of feeling and power which accompany old age. His period, thus, is that of Bulwer, Dickens, and Thackeray, and of the later years of Sir Walter Scotta fact which his prominen

3、ce as a statesman during the last decade of his life, as well as the vogue of “Lothair” and “Endymion,” has tended to obscure. His style, his material, and his views of English character and life all date from that earlier time. He was born in 1804 and died in 1881.“Coningsby; or, The New Generation

4、,” published in 1844, is the best of his novels, not as a story, but as a study of men, manners, and principles. The plot is slightlittle better than a device for stringing together sketches of character and statements of political and economic opinions; but these are always interesting and often br

5、illiant. The motive which underlies the book is political. It is, in brief, an attempt to show that the political salvation of England was to be sought in its aristocracy, but that this aristocracy was morally weak and socially ineffective, and that it must mend its ways before its duty to the state

6、 could be fulfilled. Interest in this aspect of the book has, of course, to a large extent passed away with the political conditions which it reflected. As a picture of aristocratic life in England in the first part of the nineteenth century it has, however, enduring significance and charm. Disraeli

7、 does not rank with the great writers of English realistic fiction, but in this special field none of them has surpassed him. From this point of view, accordingly, “Coningsby” is appropriately included in this series.TO HENRY HOPEIt is not because this work was conceived and partly executed amid the

8、 glades and galleries of the DEEPDENE that I have inscribed it with your name. Nor merely because I was desirous to avail myself of the most graceful privilege of an author, and dedicate my work to the friend whose talents I have always appreciated, and whose virtues I have ever admired.But because

9、in these pages I have endeavoured to picture something of that development of the new and, as I believe, better mind of England, that has often been the subject of our converse and speculation.In this volume you will find many a thought illustrated and many a principle attempted to be established th

10、at we have often together partially discussed and canvassed.Doubtless you may encounter some opinions with which you may not agree, and some conclusions the accuracy of which you may find cause to question. But if I have generally succeeded in my object, to scatter some suggestions that may tend to

11、elevate the tone of public life, ascertain the true character of political parties, and induce us for the future more carefully to distinguish between facts and phrases, realities and phantoms, I believe that I shall gain your sympathy, for I shall find a reflex to their efforts in your own generous

12、 spirit and enlightened mind.GROSVENOR GATE: May Day 1844.PREFACECONINGSBY was published in the year 1844. The main purpose of its writer was to vindicate the just claims of the Tory party to be the popular political confederation of the country; a purpose which he had, more or less, pursued from a

13、very early period of life. The occasion was favourable to the attempt. The youthful mind of England had just recovered from the inebriation of the great Conservative triumph of 1841, and was beginning to inquire what, after all, they had conquered to preserve. It was opportune, therefore, to show th

14、at Toryism was not a phrase, but a fact; and that our political institutions were the embodiment of our popular necessities. This the writer endeavoured to do without prejudice, and to treat of events and characters of which he had some personal experience, not altogether without the impartiality of

15、 the future.It was not originally the intention of the writer to adopt the form of fiction as the instrument to scatter his suggestions, but, after reflection, he resolved to avail himself of a method which, in the temper of the times, offered the best chance of influencing opinion.In considering th

16、e Tory scheme, the author recognised in the CHURCH the most powerful agent in the previous development of England, and the most efficient means of that renovation of the national spirit at which he aimed. The Church is a sacred corporation for the promulgation and maintenance in Europe of certain As

17、ian principles, which, although local in their birth, are of divine origin, and of universal and eternal application.In asserting the paramount character of the ecclesiastical polity and the majesty of the theocratic principle, it became necessary to ascend to the origin of the Christian Church, and

18、 to meet in a spirit worthy of a critical and comparatively enlightened age, the position of the descendants of that race who were the founders of Christianity. The modern Jews had long laboured under the odium and stigma of mediaeval malevolence. In the dark ages, when history was unknown, the pass

19、ions of societies, undisturbed by traditionary experience, were strong, and their convictions, unmitigated by criticism, were necessarily fanatical. The Jews were looked upon in the middle ages as an accursed race, the enemies of God and man, the especial foes of Christianity. No one in those days p

20、aused to reflect that Christianity was founded by the Jews; that its Divine Author, in his human capacity, was a descendant of King David; that his doctrines avowedly were the completion, not the change, of Judaism; that the Apostles and the Evangelists, whose names men daily invoked, and whose volu

21、mes they embraced with reverence, were all Jews; that the infallible throne of Rome itself was established by a Jew; and that a Jew was the founder of the Christian Churches of Asia.The European nations, relatively speaking, were then only recently converted to a belief in Moses and in Christ; and,

22、as it were, still ashamed of the wild deities whom they had deserted, they thought they atoned for their past idolatry by wreaking their vengeance on a race to whom, and to whom alone, they were indebted for the Gospel they adored.In vindicating the sovereign right of the Church of Christ to be the

23、perpetual regenerator of man, the writer thought the time had arrived when some attempt should be made to do justice to the race which had founded Christianity.The writer has developed in another work (Tancred) the views respecting the great house of Israel which he first intimated in Coningsby. No

24、one has attempted to refute them, nor is refutation possible; since all he has done is to examine certain facts in the truth of which all agree, and to draw from them irresistible conclusions which prejudice for a moment may shrink from, but which reason cannot refuse to admit.D.GROSVENOR GATE: May

25、1894.BOOK I.CHAPTER I.It was a bright May morning some twelve years ago, when a youth of still tender age, for he had certainly not entered his teens by more than two years, was ushered into the waiting-room of a house in the vicinity of St. Jamess Square, which, though with the general appearance o

26、f a private residence, and that too of no very ambitious character, exhibited at this period symptoms of being occupied for some public purpose.The house-door was constantly open, and frequent guests even at this early hour crossed the threshold. The hall-table was covered with sealed letters; and t

27、he hall-porter inscribed in a book the name of every individual who entered.The young gentleman we have mentioned found himself in a room which offered few resources for his amusement. A large table amply covered with writing materials, and a few chairs, were its sole furniture, except the grey drug

28、get that covered the floor, and a muddy mezzotinto of the Duke of Wellington that adorned its cold walls. There was not even a newspaper; and the only books were the Court Guide and the London Directory. For some time he remained with patient endurance planted against the wall, with his feet resting

29、 on the rail of his chair; but at length in his shifting posture he gave evidence of his restlessness, rose from his seat, looked out of the window into a small side court of the house surrounded with dead walls, paced the room, took up the Court Guide, changed it for the London Directory, then wrot

30、e his name over several sheets of foolscap paper, drew various landscapes and faces of his friends; and then, splitting up a pen or two, delivered himself of a yawn which seemed the climax of his weariness.And yet the youths appearance did not betoken a character that, if the opportunity had offered

31、, could not have found amusement and even instruction. His countenance, radiant with health and the lustre of innocence, was at the same time thoughtful and resolute. The expression of his deep blue eyes was serious. Without extreme regularity of features, the face was one that would never have pass

32、ed unobserved. His short upper lip indicated a good breed; and his chestnut curls clustered over his open brow, while his shirt-collar thrown over his shoulders was unrestrained by handkerchief or ribbon. Add to this, a limber and graceful figure, which the jacket of his boyish dress exhibited to gr

33、eat advantage.Just as the youth, mounted on a chair, was adjusting the portrait of the Duke, which he had observed to be awry, the gentleman for whom he had been all this time waiting entered the room.Floreat Etona! hastily exclaimed the gentleman, in a sharp voice; you are setting the Duke to right

34、s. I have left you a long time a prisoner; but I found them so busy here, that I made my escape with some difficulty.He who uttered these words was a man of middle size and age, originally in all probability of a spare habit, but now a little inclined to corpulency. Baldness, perhaps, contributed to

35、 the spiritual expression of a brow, which was, however, essentially intellectual, and gave some character of openness to a countenance which, though not ill-favoured, was unhappily stamped by a sinister cast that was not to be mistaken. His manner was easy, but rather audacious than well-bred. Inde

36、ed, while a visage which might otherwise be described as handsome was spoilt by a dishonest glance, so a demeanour that was by no means deficient in self-possession and facility, was tainted by an innate vulgarity, which in the long run, though seldom, yet surely developed itself.The youth had jumpe

37、d off his chair on the entrance of the gentleman, and then taking up his hat, said:Shall we go to grandpapa now, sir?By all means, my dear boy, said the gentleman, putting his arm within that of the youth; and they were just on the point of leaving the waiting-room, when the door was suddenly thrown

38、 open, and two individuals, in a state of great excitement, rushed into the apartment.Rigby! Rigby! they both exclaimed at the same moment. By G theyre out!Who told you?The best authority; one of themselves.Who? who?Paul Evelyn; I met him as I passed Brookes, and he told me that Lord Grey had resign

39、ed, and the King had accepted his resignation.But Mr. Rigby, who, though very fond of news, and much interested in the present, was extremely jealous of any one giving him information, was sceptical. He declared that Paul Evelyn was always wrong; that it was morally impossible that Paul Evelyn ever

40、could be right; that he knew, from the highest authority, that Lord Grey had been twice yesterday with the King; that on the last visit nothing was settled; that if he had been at the palace again to-day, he could not have been there before twelve oclock; that it was only now a quarter to one; that

41、Lord Grey would have called his colleagues together on his return; that at least an hour must have elapsed before anything could possibly have transpired. Then he compared and criticised the dates of every rumoured incident of the last twenty-four hours, and nobody was stronger in dates than Mr. Rig

42、by; counted even the number of stairs which the minister had to ascend and descend in his visit to the palace, and the time their mountings and dismountings must have consumed, detail was Mr. Rigbys forte; and finally, what with his dates, his private information, his knowledge of palace localities,

43、 his contempt for Paul Evelyn, and his confidence in himself, he succeeded in persuading his downcast and disheartened friends that their comfortable intelligence had not the slightest foundation.They all left the room together; they were in the hall; the gentlemen who brought the news looked somewh

44、at depressed, but Mr. Rigby gay, even amid the prostration of his party, from the consciousness that he had most critically demolished a piece of political gossip and conveyed a certain degree of mortification to a couple of his companions; when a travelling carriage and four with a ducal coronet dr

45、ove up to the house. The door was thrown open, the steps dashed down, and a youthful noble sprang from his chariot into the hall.Good morning, Rigby, said the Duke.I see your Grace well, I am sure, said Mr. Rigby, with a softened manner.You have heard the news, gentlemen? the Duke continued.What new

46、s? Yes; no; that is to say, Mr. Rigby thinksYou know, of course, that Lord Lyndhurst is with the King?It is impossible, said Mr. Rigby.I dont think I can be mistaken, said the Duke, smiling.I will show your Grace that it is impossible, said Mr. Rigby, Lord Lyndhurst slept at Wimbledon. Lord Grey cou

47、ld not have seen the King until twelve oclock; it is now five minutes to one. It is impossible, therefore, that any message from the King could have reached Lord Lyndhurst in time for his Lordship to be at the palace at this moment.But my authority is a high one, said the Duke.Authority is a phrase,

48、 said Mr. Rigby; we must look to time and place, dates and localities, to discover the truth.Your Grace was saying that your authority ventured to observe Mr. Tadpole, emboldened by the presence of a duke, his patron, to struggle against the despotism of a Rigby, his tyrant.Was the highest, rejoined the Duke, smiling, for it was Lord Lyndhurst himself. I came up from Nuneham this morning, passed his Lordships house in Hyde Park Place as he was getting into his carriage in full dress, stopped my own, and learned in a breath that the Whigs were out, and that the King had sent for the Ch