"Do you wish me to remain here? Shall I return after the others have gone? Say quickly! It is late!"
"No, no, Stelio, I beg of you! It is late—it is too late! You yourself say it is."
La Fosacarina's voice was full of mortal terror. Her white arms and shoulders trembled in the shadows. She wished at once to refuse and to yield; she wished to die, yet she wished to feel his strong embrace. She trembled more and more; her teeth chattered8 slightly, for a glacial stream seemed to submerge her, chilling her from head to foot. The strange emotion caused a fancy that her very limbs were ready to break, and she was conscious that the stiffness of her set features had even changed the sound of her voice. And still she longed at once to die and to be loved; still, over her terror, her chill, her body no longer young, hung the terrible sentence the beloved had pronounced, which she herself had repeated: "It is late—it is too late!"
"Your promise, your promise, Perdita! I will not be put off!"
The tide, swelling9 like a full, fair throat, the estuary10, lost in darkness and death, the City, when illumined by the twilight11 fire, the water flowing in the invisible clepsydra, the bronze bells with their vibrations12 reaching to the sky, the eager wish, the contracted lips, lowered eyelids, feverish13 hands, all recurred14 with the memory of the silent promise. With wild ardor15 he longed to clasp that being, whose knowledge of all things was immeasurably deep and rich.
"No, I will not be put off!"
His ardor had come to him from far-distant ages, from the most ancient origins, the primitive16 simplicity17 of sudden unions, the antique mystery of sacred furies. Like the horde18 that was possessed19 by the enchantment20 of the gods, and descended22 the mountain side, tearing up trees, rushing on with blind fury, momentarily increasing, its numbers swelled23 by other madmen, spreading madness in its way, and finally becoming one vast bestial24 yet human multitude, impelled25 by a monstrous26 will, so the crudest of instincts urged him on, confusing all his ideas in a dizzy whirl. And what most attracted him in that wandering and despairing woman, whose knowledge was deep and rich, was the consciousness that she was a being oppressed by the eternal servitude of her nature, destined27 to succumb28 to the sudden convulsions of her sex; a being who soothed29 the fever of stage life in sensuous30 repose31, the fiery32 actress, who passed from the frenzied33 plaudits of the multitude to the embrace of a lover; the Dionysian creature who chose to crown her mysterious rites34 as they were crowned in the ancient orgies.
His amorous35 madness was now immeasurable, and was a mingling36 of cruelty, jealousy37, poetry and pride. He regretted that he never had sought her after some dramatic triumph, warm from the breath of the people, breathless and disheveled, showing the traces of the tragic38 soul that had wept and cried in her, with the tears of that alien spirit still damp on her agitated39 face. As by a flash of light, he had a sudden vision of her reclining, at rest, yet full of the power that had drawn40 forth41 a howl from the monster, panting like a M?nad after the dance, athirst and weary.
"Ah, do not be cruel!" entreated42 the woman, who felt in the voice of the beloved, and read in his eyes, the madness that possessed him. From the burning gaze of the young man she shrank with pathetic modesty43. His insistence44 hurt the sensitive delicacy45 of her spirit. She recognized in it all that there was of mere46 selfish impulse; she well knew that he thought of her as something poisonous and corrupt47, with memories of many loves, a wandering, implacable temptress. She divined the sudden grudgingness48, jealousy and feverish resentment49 that had blazed up in the long-beloved friend, to whom she had consecrated50 all of herself that was most precious and most sincere, preserving the perfection of that sentiment by her steadfast51 refusal to break down all barriers. Now, all was lost; all was suddenly devastated52, like a fair domain53 at the mercy of rebellious54 and vindictive55 slaves. Then, almost as if she were passing through the last agonies of death, her whole bitter and stormy past rose before her: that life of struggle and pain, bewilderment, effort, passion, and triumph. She felt all its heavy burden weighing on her, and recalled the ineffable56 joy, the feeling of mingled57 terror and freedom, with which, in her far-distant youth, she had given her first, fresh love to the man who had deceived her. And through her mind passed the image of herself, that maiden58 who had disappeared, who perhaps was still dreaming in some solitary59 place, or weeping, or promising60 herself future happiness. "Too late—it is too late!" The irrevocable word rang continually in her ears like the reverberation61 of the bronze bells.
"Do not be cruel, Stelio!" she repeated, white and delicate as the swansdown that encircled her shoulders. She seemed suddenly to have shorn herself of her power, to have become slight and weak, to have assumed a secret, tender personality, easy to kill, to destroy, to immolate62 as a bloodless sacrifice.
"No, Perdita, I will not be cruel," he stammered63, suddenly discomposed by her face and voice, his heart stirred with human pity, arising from the same depths that had harbored his wilder instincts. "Pardon me! Forgive!"
He would have liked to take her in his arms that moment, to nurse her, console her, let her weep on his breast, and to dry her tears. He felt that he no longer recognized her, that some unknown creature stood before him, infinitely64 humble65 and sad, deprived of all strength. His pity and remorse66 were like the emotion we feel if we unwillingly67 hurt or offend an invalid68 or a child—some lonely and inoffensive little being.
"Pardon me!"
He would have liked to kneel, to kiss her feet in the grass, to murmur69 little fond phrases in her ear. He bent70 toward her and touched her hand. She started violently, opened wide her large eyes upon him; then lowered her eyelids and stood motionless. Shadows seemed to gather under her arched brows, throwing into relief the curve of her cheeks. Again the glacial wave submerged her.
Voices arose from the guests dispersed about the garden, then a long silence followed.
Presently a crunching71 of gravel72, as if trodden by a heavy foot, was heard, followed by another long silence. Soon a confused clamor was heard coming from the canals; the jasmine's fragrance was heavier than before, as a heart in suspense73 quickens in movement. The night seemed fraught74 with miracles, and eternal forces worked harmoniously75 between the earth and the stars.
"Pardon me! If my love oppresses you, I will continue to stifle76 it; I will even renounce77 it forever, and obey you. Perdita! Perdita! I will forget all that your eyes said to me a little while ago, in the midst of the idle talk. What embrace, what caress could more wholly unite our souls? All the passion of the night threw us together. I received your soul like a wave. And now it seems that never again can I separate my heart from yours, nor can you separate yours from mine. Together we must go forward to meet I know not what mysterious dawn...."
He spoke78 in a low tone, with absolute abandon, having become for the moment a vibrating substance that responded to every change in the nocturnal spirit that bewitched him. That which he saw before him was no longer a corporeal79 form, an impenetrable prison of flesh; it was a soul unveiled by a succession of appearances not less expressive80 than melody itself, an infinite sensibility, delicate and powerful, which, in that slight frame, created in turn the fragility of the flower, the vigor81 of marble, the flash of the flame, all shadows and all light.
"Stelio!"
She hardly breathed that name aloud; yet in the sigh that died on her soft lips was as thrilling a note of wonder and exultation82 as would have been revealed in the most piercing cry. In the accent of the man she had recognized love: love, real love! She, who had so often listened to beautiful and perfect words pronounced by that clear voice, and who had suffered under them as from a torture or a heartless jest, now saw her own life and all the world suddenly transformed at this new accent. Her very soul seemed changed; that which had encumbered83 it fell away into dim, far-off obscurity, while to the surface rose something free and immaculate, that dilated84 and curved over her like the sky; and, as the wave of light mounts from the horizon to the zenith with mute harmony, the illusion of happiness mounted to her lips. A smile softly spread over her lips, which quivered like leaves in the breeze, showing a glimpse as pearly as the jasmine's starry85 flowers.
"All is abolished—all is vanished. I never have lived, I never have loved, I never have suffered. I am renewed. I never have known any love but this. My heart is pure. I should wish to die in the joy of your love. Years and experience have passed over me without reaching that part of my soul which I have kept for you, that secret heaven which has suddenly opened to the unforeseen, has triumphed over all my sadness, and has remained alone to cherish the strength and the sweetness of your name. Your love will save me; the fulness of my love will render you divine!"
Words of wildest transport sprang from her liberated86 heart, though her lips dared not speak them. But she smiled—smiled her infinite, mysterious, silent smile!
"Is it not true? Speak—answer me, Perdita! Do you not feel too our need of each other—all the stronger from our long renunciation, from the patience with which we have awaited this hour? Ah, it seems to me that all my presentiments87 and all my hopes would count as nothing, if it were fated that this hour should not come to pass. Say that without me you could not have waited, after life's darkness, for the glorious dawn, as I could not wait without you!"
"Yes, yes!"
In that stifled88 syllable89, she was lost irrevocably. The smile faded, the lines of the mouth became heavy, causing it to appear in sharply drawn relief against the pallor of her face; the lips seemed athirst, strong to attract, to cling, insatiable. And her whole body, which just before had seemed to shrink in sensitiveness and apprehension90, now drew itself up again, as if formed anew, recovering all its physical power, and inundated91 by an impetuous wave of emotion.
"Let us have no more uncertainty92. It is late."
He could not disguise his impatience93 of the social restraints that must be observed on account of the other guests.
"Yes!" La Foscarina repeated, but in a new accent, her eyes dwelling94 upon his, commanding, imperious, as if she felt certain now of possessing a philter that should bind95 him to her forever.
Stelio felt his heart-throbs quicken still more at the thought of the love this mysterious being must be able to give. He gazed deep into her eyes, and saw that she was as pale as if all her blood had been sapped by the earth to nourish the rich fruits of the garden; and it seemed to him that the present was part of a dream-life, wherein he and she lived alone in all the world.
HE GAZED DEEP INTO HER EYES AND SAW THAT SHE
WAS AS PALE AS IF HER BLOOD HAD BEEN SAPPED
TO NOURISH THE RICH FRUITS OF THE GARDEN
La Foscarina was standing97 under a shrub98 laden99 with fruit. The sudden beauty that had illumined her in the supper-room, made up of a thousand ideal forces, reappeared in her face with still greater intensity100, kindled101 now from the flame that never dies, the fervor102 that never languishes103. The magnificent fruits hung over her head, bearing the crown of a royal donor104. The myth of the pomegranate was revivified in the mystery of midnight, as it had been at the passing of the boat in the mystic twilight. Who was this woman? Was she Persephone herself, Queen of Shades? Had she dwelt in that unknown region where all human agitations105 seem as trifling106 as idle winds on a dusty, interminable road? Had she contemplated107 the springs of the world, sunk deep in the earth? Had she counted the roots of the flowers, immobile as the veins108 in a petrified109 body? Was she weary or intoxicated110 with human tears, laughter, and sensuousness111, and with having touched, one after another, all things mortal, to make them bloom only to see them perish? Who was she? Had she struck upon cities like a scourge112, silenced forever with her kiss all lips that sang, stopped the pulsation113 of tyrannous hearts? Who was she—who? What secret past made her so pale, so passionate114, so perilous115? Had she already divulged116 all her secrets and given all her gifts, or could she still, by new arts, enchant21 her new lover, for whom life, love, and victory were one and the same thing? All this, and more, was suggested to him by the little veins in her temples, the curve of her cheeks, the lithe117 strength of her body.
"All evil, all good, that which I know and do not know, that which you know, as well as that which you are ignorant of—all this had to be, to prepare the fulness of this night." Life and the dream had become one. Thought and sense were as wines poured into the same cup. Even their garments, their faces, their hopes, their glances, were like the plants of the garden, like the air, the stars, the silence.
Sublime118 moment, never to return! Before he realized it, his hands involuntarily reached out to draw her to himself. The woman's head fell backward, as if she were about to faint; between her half-closed eyelids and her parted lips her eyes and her teeth gleamed as things gleam for the last time. Then swiftly she raised her head again and recovered herself; her lips sought the lips that sought hers.
After a moment they saw each other again in a lucid119 way. The voices of the guests in the garden were wafted120 to their ears, and an indistinct clamor from the far-off canal rose from time to time.
"Well?" demanded the young man feverishly121, after that burning kiss of body and soul.
The lady bent to lift a fallen pomegranate from the grass. The fruit was ripe; it had burst open in its fall and now poured out its blood from the wound it had received. With the vision of the fruit-laden boat, the pale islet, and the field of asphodels, to the impassioned woman's mind returned the words of the Inspirer: "This is my body.... Take, eat!"
"Well?"
"Yes!"
With a mechanical movement she crushed the fruit in her hand, as if she wished to expel all its juice, which trickled122 in a stream over her wrist. She trembled, as the glacial wave rushed over her anew.
"Go away when the others go, but then—return! I will wait for you at the gate of the Gradenigo garden."
She trembled still, partly from terror, a prey123 to an invincible124 power. As by a flash of light, again he saw her reclining, at rest, panting like a M?nad after the dance. They gazed at each other, but could not bear the fierce light of each other's eyes. They parted.
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94 dwelling | |
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100 intensity | |
n.强烈,剧烈;强度;烈度 | |
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104 donor | |
n.捐献者;赠送人;(组织、器官等的)供体 | |
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107 contemplated | |
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108 veins | |
n.纹理;矿脉( vein的名词复数 );静脉;叶脉;纹理 | |
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110 intoxicated | |
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111 sensuousness | |
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113 pulsation | |
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118 sublime | |
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121 feverishly | |
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