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道林.格雷画像(节选)

道林.格雷画像(节选)   《道林?格雷的画像》是一部充满魔幻色彩的小说。天生俊美异常的道林?格雷因看见了画家霍尔沃德给他画的和本人一样大的肖像,发现了自己的惊人之美,又听信了亨利勋爵的吹嘘,开始为自己的韶华易逝,美貌难以持久这样的事实而感到痛苦。他希望那幅画像可以代替自己承担岁月和心灵的负担,而自己却保持青春貌美。而这个不切实际的愿望却莫名其妙地得以实现。一天晚上,他粗暴地对待了自己爱的女演员西比尔?韦恩,回到家里他就发现画像上出现了残忍的表情――原来画像开始随着道林?格雷心灵的变化而改变了。第二天,西比尔?韦恩因失恋自杀,格雷却在亨利勋爵的花言巧语下将韦恩的死看成是一个浪漫故事。从此他便一天一天堕落,干了许多腐朽不堪的事情,把身边的朋友情人都一一弄得身败名裂。而画像也随之变得愈加丑陋狰狞。后来他杀死了好友――画家霍尔沃德,并销毁其尸体。他曾经的恋人西比尔?韦恩的弟弟在二十年后来找他算帐,但却莫名其妙地意外身亡。画像成了他的护身符,代替了他承受所有的罪恶,而他依旧青春韶秀。格雷希望自己的罪恶永远免于败露,于是打算毁掉记录了他衰败的容貌和罪行的画像。就在他把刀子插进画像的同时,他却横死在自己的手上。   《道林?格雷的画像》是英国“唯美主义”艺术运动倡导人奥斯卡?王尔德的唯一一部小说。奥斯卡?王尔德(1854―1900),剧作家、诗人、散文家,是19世纪与大剧作家萧伯纳齐名的英国才子。其作品中,如The Happy Prince(《快乐王子》)、The Nightingale and the Rose(《夜莺与蔷薇》)、The Devoted Friend(《忠实的朋友》)都是脍炙人口的名篇。   本篇节选自《道林?格雷的画像》的最后一章。      It was a lovely night, so warm that he threw his coat over his arm and did not even put his silk scarf round his throat. As he strolled home, smoking his cigarette, two young men in evening dress passed him. He heard one of them whisper to the other, “That is Dorian Gray.” He remembered how pleased he used to be when he was pointed out, or stared at, or talked about. He was tired of hearing his own name now.      When he reached home, he found his servant waiting up for him. He sent him to bed, and threw himself down on the sofa in the library, and began to think over some of the things that Lord Henry had said to him. Was it really true that one could never change? He felt a wild longing for the unstained purity of his boyhood―his rose-white boyhood, as Lord Henry had once called it. He knew that he had1)tarnished himself, filled his mind with corruption and 2)given horror to his fancy. The curiously carved mirror that Lord Henry had given to him, so many years ago now, was standing on the table, and the white-limbed Cupids laughed round it as of old. He took it up, as he had done on that night of horror when he had first noted the change in the fatal picture, and with wild, tear- 3)dimmed eyes looked into its polished shield. Then h

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