Spring came and summer, autumn and winter. Rain came and snow came, sunshine and storm, good days and bad. The birds flew out of the country and flew back again, the flowers blossomed and withered1, the trees burst into leaf and cast their leaves again, when the time came.
The willow2-cutting grew and grew quickly, after the manner of the family. He was now quite a tree, with a thick trunk and a top with many branches.
But there was no denying it: he was not a poplar. And his fellow-members of the avenue were greatly displeased3 with him:
"Isn't it possible for you to grow taller in stature4?" asked the nearest poplar. "You ought never to have been here, but, once you've joined the avenue through an accident, I should like to ask you to stretch yourself up a bit."
"I'll do my best," answered the willow-tree.
"I fear your best isn't good enough," said the poplar. "You have no grip at all to keep your branches in with. They hang quite slack on every side, just as if you were a common beech5 or birch or oak or whatever the ordinary trees are called."
"You should take example by the squire9's wife," he said. "At first she was no better than a common kitchen-maid. She used to scour10 the pots and make up the fire and stir the milk when it boiled. I used often to see her go down the avenue bare-armed and bare-headed, with a pail in her hand and her skirts tucked back."
"So did we ... so did we ... so did we," whispered the poplars along the avenue.
"Then the squire fell in love with her and made her his wife," said the poplar. "Now she goes in silk, with a train to her dress and ostrich-feathers on her head and gold slippers11 on her feet and long gloves from Paris on her hands. She looks down from on high: only yesterday she was driving along here in her smart turn-out with the four bays."
"We saw her ... we saw her ... we saw her," whispered the poplars along the avenue.
"She joined the avenue, do you see?" said the poplar. "She learnt to hold herself erect12 and whisper; and now she whispers and holds herself erect. I think you might profit by her example. After all, you belong to the family, even though you are not one of the real poplars; so it ought to be easier for you than her."
"I'll do my best," said the willow-tree.
But nothing came of it. His branches kept on growing out at the sides and the whole tree was not more than half as tall as the lowest poplars. For the rest, he was quite nice and comfortable-looking, but that's not what counts in the smart world.
And the poplars grew more and more annoyed every day.
They themselves stood stiff and straight and strutted14 and gave no more shade than their trunks were able to cast. But under the willow there was quite a big shady place.
"He's ruining the whole avenue," said the nearest poplar.
"The whole avenue ... the whole avenue ... the whole avenue," whispered the poplars.
Then, one regular sunny summer's day, the squire came walking along. He took off his hat, wiped the perspiration15 from his forehead and sat down in the shade of the willow:
"Thank you for your shade, you good Willow-Tree," he said. "Those confounded poplars stand there and strut13 and don't give as much shade as the back of my hand. I think I'll cut them all down and plant willows16 in their stead."
For that happened to be his mood that day.
"Did you hear the squire praise me?" said the willow-tree, when he had gone.
"Goodness gracious!" said the nearest poplar. "Did we hear him? It's a perfect scandal! He talked just like a common peasant. But, of course, that comes of marrying a kitchen-maid. It's the truest thing that ever was said, that birds of a feather fly together."
"Birds of a feather fly together ... fly together ... fly together ... together ... together," whispered the poplars all along the avenue.
The oak on the little hillock in the fields twisted his crooked17 branches with laughter. The wild rose, whose hips18 were already beginning to turn red, nodded to the willow-tree:
"Every one has his position in life," she said. "We have ours and the smart ones theirs. Now I wouldn't change with anybody."
"Still, one would like to give satisfaction in one's position," said the willow-tree and sighed!
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1 withered | |
adj. 枯萎的,干瘪的,(人身体的部分器官)因病萎缩的或未发育良好的 动词wither的过去式和过去分词形式 | |
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2 willow | |
n.柳树 | |
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3 displeased | |
a.不快的 | |
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4 stature | |
n.(高度)水平,(高度)境界,身高,身材 | |
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5 beech | |
n.山毛榉;adj.山毛榉的 | |
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6 windbag | |
n.风囊,饶舌之人,好说话的人 | |
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7 jot | |
n.少量;vi.草草记下;vt.匆匆写下 | |
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8 admonishing | |
v.劝告( admonish的现在分词 );训诫;(温和地)责备;轻责 | |
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9 squire | |
n.护卫, 侍从, 乡绅 | |
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10 scour | |
v.搜索;擦,洗,腹泻,冲刷 | |
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11 slippers | |
n. 拖鞋 | |
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12 erect | |
n./v.树立,建立,使竖立;adj.直立的,垂直的 | |
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13 strut | |
v.肿胀,鼓起;大摇大摆地走;炫耀;支撑;撑开;n.高视阔步;支柱,撑杆 | |
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14 strutted | |
趾高气扬地走,高视阔步( strut的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
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15 perspiration | |
n.汗水;出汗 | |
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16 willows | |
n.柳树( willow的名词复数 );柳木 | |
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adj.弯曲的;不诚实的,狡猾的,不正当的 | |
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18 hips | |
abbr.high impact polystyrene 高冲击强度聚苯乙烯,耐冲性聚苯乙烯n.臀部( hip的名词复数 );[建筑学]屋脊;臀围(尺寸);臀部…的 | |
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