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1、【国外英文文学】Charlotte Temple Charlotte Templeby Susanna Rowson Volume I CHAPTER I. A Boarding School. CHAPTER II. Domestic Concerns. CHAPTER III. Unexpected Misfortunes. CHAPTER IV. Change of Fortune. CHAPTER V. Such Things Are. CHAPTER VI. An Intriguing Teacher. CHAPTER VII. Natural Sense of Propriety

2、Inherent in the Female Bosom. CHAPTER VIII. Domestic Pleasures Planned. CHAPTER IX. We Know Not What a Day May Bring Forth. CHAPTER X. When We Have Excited Curiosity, It Is But an Act of Good Nature to Gratify it. CHAPTER XI. Conflict of Love and Duty. CHAPTER XII. Natures last, best gift: Creature

3、in whom excelld, whatever could To sight or thought be namd! Holy, divine! good, amiable, and sweet! How thou art falln!- CHAPTER XIII. Cruel Disappointment. CHAPTER XIV. Maternal Sorrow. CHAPTER XV. Embarkation. CHAPTER XVI. Necessary Digression. CHAPTER XVII. A Wedding.VOLUME II. CHAPTER XVIII. Re

4、flections. CHAPTER XIX. A Mistake Discovered. CHAPTER XX. Virtue never appears so amiable as when reaching forth her hand to raise a fallen sister. Chapter of Accidents. CHAPTER XXI. Teach me to feel anothers woe, To hide the fault I see, That mercy I to others show That mercy show to me. POPE. CHAP

5、TER XXII. Sorrows of the Heart. CHAPTER XXIII. A Man May Smile, and Smile, and Be a Villain. CHAPTER XXIV. Mystery Developed. CHAPTER XXV. Reception of a Letter. CHAPTER XXVI. What Might Be Expected. CHAPTER XXVII. Pensive she mournd, and hung her languid head, Like a fair lily overchargd with dew.

6、CHAPTER XXVIII. A Trifling Retrospect. CHAPTER XXIX. We Go Forward Again. CHAPTER XXX. And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep, A shade that follows wealth and fame, But leaves the wretch to weep. CHAPTER XXXI. Subject Continued. CHAPTER XXXII. Reasons Why and Wherefore. CHAPT

7、ER XXXIII. Which People Void of Feeling Need Not Read. CHAPTER XXXIV. Retribution. CHAPTER XXXV. Conclusion. PREFACE.FOR the perusal of the young and thoughtless of the fair sex, this Tale of Truth is designed; and I could wish my fair readers to consider it as not merely the effusion of Fancy, but

8、as a reality. The circumstances on which I have founded this novel were related to me some little time since by an old lady who had personally known Charlotte, though she concealed the real names of the characters, and likewise the place where the unfortunate scenes were acted: yet as it was impossi

9、ble to offer a relation to the public in such an imperfect state, I have thrown over the whole a slight veil of fiction, and substituted names and places according to my own fancy. The principal characters in this little tale are now consigned to the silent tomb: it can therefore hurt the feelings o

10、f no one; and may, I flatter myself, be of service to some who are so unfortunate as to have neither friends to advise, or understanding to direct them, through the various and unexpected evils that attend a young and unprotected woman in her first entrance into life. While the tear of compassion st

11、ill trembled in my eye for the fate of the unhappy Charlotte, I may have children of my own, said I, to whom this recital may be of use, and if to your own children, said Benevolence, why not to the many daughters of Misfortune who, deprived of natural friends, or spoilt by a mistaken education, are

12、 thrown on an unfeeling world without the least power to defend themselves from the snares not only of the other sex, but from the more dangerous arts of the profligate of their own. Sensible as I am that a novel writer, at a time when such a variety of works are ushered into the world under that na

13、me, stands but a poor chance for fame in the annals of literature, but conscious that I wrote with a mind anxious for the happiness of that sex whose morals and conduct have so powerful an influence on mankind in general; and convinced that I have not wrote a line that conveys a wrong idea to the he

14、ad or a corrupt wish to the heart, I shall rest satisfied in the purity of my own intentions, and if I merit not applause, I feel that I dread not censure. If the following tale should save one hapless fair one from the errors which ruined poor Charlotte, or rescue from impending misery the heart of

15、 one anxious parent, I shall feel a much higher gratification in reflecting on this trifling performance, than could possibly result from the applause which might attend the most elegant finished piece of literature whose tendency might deprave the heart or mislead the understanding. CHARLOTTE TEMPL

16、E, VOLUME I CHAPTER I. A BOARDING SCHOOL. ARE you for a walk, said Montraville to his companion, as they arose from table; are you for a walk? or shall we order the chaise and proceed to Portsmouth? Belcour preferred the former; and they sauntered out to view the town, and to make remarks on the inh

17、abitants, as they returned from church. Montraville was a Lieutenant in the army: Belcour was his brother officer: they had been to take leave of their friends previous to their departure for America, and were now returning to Portsmouth, where the troops waited orders for embarkation. They had stop

18、ped at Chichester to dine; and knowing they had sufficient time to reach the place of destination before dark, and yet allow them a walk, had resolved, it being Sunday afternoon, to take a survey of the Chichester ladies as they returned from their devotions. They had gratified their curiosity, and

19、were preparing to return to the inn without honouring any of the belles with particular notice, when Madame Du Pont, at the head of her school, descended from the church. Such an assemblage of youth and innocence naturally attracted the young soldiers: they stopped; and, as the little cavalcade pass

20、ed, almost involuntarily pulled off their hats. A tall, elegant girl looked at Montraville and blushed: he instantly recollected the features of Charlotte Temple, whom he had once seen and danced with at a ball at Portsmouth. At that time he thought on her only as a very lovely child, she being then

21、 only thirteen; but the improvement two years had made in her person, and the blush of recollection which suffused her cheeks as she passed, awakened in his bosom new and pleasing ideas. Vanity led him to think that pleasure at again beholding him might have occasioned the emotion he had witnessed,

22、and the same vanity led him to wish to see her again. She is the sweetest girl in the world, said he, as he entered the inn. Belcour stared. Did you not notice her? continued Montraville: she had on a blue bonnet, and with a pair of lovely eyes of the same colour, has contrived to make me feel devil

23、ish odd about the heart. Pho, said Belcour, a musket ball from our friends, the Americans, may in less than two months make you feel worse. I never think of the future, replied Montraville; but am determined to make the most of the present, and would willingly compound with any kind Familiar who wou

24、ld inform me who the girl is, and how I might be likely to obtain an interview. But no kind Familiar at that time appearing, and the chaise which they had ordered, driving up to the door, Montraville and his companion were obliged to take leave of Chichester and its fair inhabitant, and proceed on t

25、heir journey. But Charlotte had made too great an impression on his mind to be easily eradicated: having therefore spent three whole days in thinking on her and in endeavouring to form some plan for seeing her, he determined to set off for Chichester, and trust to chance either to favour or frustrat

26、e his designs. Arriving at the verge of the town, he dismounted, and sending the servant forward with the horses, proceeded toward the place, where, in the midst of an extensive pleasure ground, stood the mansion which contained the lovely Charlotte Temple. Montraville leaned on a broken gate, and l

27、ooked earnestly at the house. The wall which surrounded it was high, and perhaps the Arguss who guarded the Hesperian fruit within, were more watchful than those famed of old. Tis a romantic attempt, said he; and should I even succeed in seeing and conversing with her, it can be productive of no goo

28、d: I must of necessity leave England in a few days, and probably may never return; why then should I endeavour to engage the affections of this lovely girl, only to leave her a prey to a thousand inquietudes, of which at present she has no idea? I will return to Portsmouth and think no more about he

29、r. The evening now was closed; a serene stillness reigned; and the chaste Queen of Night with her silver crescent faintly illuminated the hemisphere. The mind of Montraville was hushed into composure by the serenity of the surrounding objects. I will think on her no more, said he, and turned with an

30、 intention to leave the place; but as he turned, he saw the gate which led to the pleasure grounds open, and two women come out, who walked arm-in-arm across the field. I will at least see who these are, said he. He overtook them, and giving them the compliments of the evening, begged leave to see t

31、hem into the more frequented parts of the town: but how was he delighted, when, waiting for an answer, he discovered, under the concealment of a large bonnet, the face of Charlotte Temple. He soon found means to ingratiate himself with her companion, who was a French teacher at the school, and, at p

32、arting, slipped a letter he had purposely written, into Charlottes hand, and five guineas into that of Mademoiselle, who promised she would endeavour to bring her young charge into the field again the next evening. CHAPTER II. DOMESTIC CONCERNS. MR.Temple was the youngest son of a nobleman whose for

33、tune was by no means adequate to the antiquity, grandeur, and I may add, pride of the family. He saw his elder brother made completely wretched by marrying a disagreeable woman, whose fortune helped to prop the sinking dignity of the house; and he beheld his sisters legally prostituted to old, decre

34、pid men, whose titles gave them consequence in the eyes of the world, and whose affluence rendered them splendidly miserable. I will not sacrifice internal happiness for outward shew, said he: I will seek Content; and, if I find her in a cottage, will embrace her with as much cordiality as I should

35、if seated on a throne. Mr. Temple possessed a small estate of about five hundred pounds a year; and with that he resolved to preserve independence, to marry where the feelings of his heart should direct him, and to confine his expenses within the limits of his income. He had a heart open to every ge

36、nerous feeling of humanity, and a hand ready to dispense to those who wanted part of the blessings he enjoyed himself. As he was universally known to be the friend of the unfortunate, his advice and bounty was frequently solicited; nor was it seldom that he sought out indigent merit, and raised it f

37、rom obscurity, confining his own expenses within a very narrow compass. You are a benevolent fellow, said a young officer to him one day; and I have a great mind to give you a fine subject to exercise the goodness of your heart upon. You cannot oblige me more, said Temple, than to point out any way

38、by which I can be serviceable to my fellow creatures. Come along then, said the young man, we will go and visit a man who is not in so good a lodging as he deserves; and, were it not that he has an angel with him, who comforts and supports him, he must long since have sunk under his misfortunes. The

39、 young mans heart was too full to proceed; and Temple, unwilling to irritate his feelings by making further enquiries, followed him in silence, til they arrived at the Fleet prison. The officer enquired for Captain Eldridge: a person led them up several pair of dirty stairs, and pointing to a door w

40、hich led to a miserable, small apartment, said that was the Captains room, and retired. The officer, whose name was Blakeney, tapped at the door, and was bid to enter by a voice melodiously soft. He opened the door, and discovered to Temple a scene which rivetted him to the spot with astonishment. T

41、he apartment, though small, and bearing strong marks of poverty, was neat in the extreme. In an arm-chair, his head reclined upon his hand, his eyes fixed on a book which lay open before him, sat an aged man in a Lieutenants uniform, which, though threadbare, would sooner call a blush of shame into

42、the face of those who could neglect real merit, than cause the hectic of confusion to glow on the cheeks of him who wore it. Beside him sat a lovely creature busied in painting a fan mount. She was fair as the lily, but sorrow had nipped the rose in her cheek before it was half blown. Her eyes were

43、blue; and her hair, which was light brown, was slightly confined under a plain muslin cap, tied round with a black ribbon; a white linen gown and plain lawn handkerchief composed the remainder of her dress; and in this simple attire, she was more irresistibly charming to such a heart as Temples, tha

44、n she would have been, if adorned with all the splendor of a courtly belle. When they entered, the old man arose from his seat, and shaking Blakeney by the hand with great cordiality, offered Temple his chair; and there being but three in the room, seated himself on the side of his little bed with e

45、vident composure. This is a strange place, said he to Temple, to receive visitors of distinction in; but we must fit our feelings to our station. While I am not ashamed to own the cause which brought me here, why should I blush at my situation? Our misfortunes are not our faults; and were it not for

46、 that poor girl- Here the philosopher was lost in the father. He rose hastily from his seat, and walking toward the window, wiped off a tear which he was afraid would tarnish the cheek of a sailor. Temple cast his eye on Miss Eldridge: a pellucid drop had stolen from her eyes, and fallen upon a rose she was painting. It blotted and discoloured the flower. Tis emblematic, said he mentally: the rose of youth and health soon fades when watered by the tear of affliction. My friend Blakeney, said he, addressing the old man,