fabre, poet of science-第38节
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endowed by the faintest glimmer of life。
He shows us the intimate connection of things; the universal harmony which
so intimately allies all creatures; and he shows us also that everywhere
and all around us; in the smallest object; poetry exists like a hidden
flame; if only we know how to seek it。
And in revealing so many marvellous energies in even the lowest creatures;
he helps us to divine the infinity of phenomena still unguessed…at; which
the subtlety of the unknowable force which thrills through the whole
universe hides from us under the most trivial appearances。
For he has not told everything; this incommensurable region; which had
hitherto remained unworked; is far from being exhausted。
How many unknown and hidden things are still left to be gleaned! There will
be a harvest for all。 Remember that 〃even the humblest species either has
no history; or the little that has been written concerning it calls for
serious revision〃 (14/8。); that a single bush; such as the bramble;
suffices to rear more than fifty species of insects; and that each species;
according to the just observation of Réaumur; 〃has its habits; its tricks
of cunning; its customs; its industries; its art; its architecture; its
different instincts; and its individual genius。〃
What a stupendous alphabet to decipher; of which we have as yet only
commenced to read the first few letters! When we are able to read it almost
entirely; when observers are more numerous and have concerted their
efforts; mutually illuminating; completing and correcting one another;
then; and then only; we shall succeed; if not in resolving some of those
high problems which have never ceased to interest mankind; at least in
seizing some reflected knowledge of ourselves; and in seeing a little
farther into the kingdom of the mind。
CHAPTER 15。 THE EVENINGS AT SéRIGNAN。
But it will doubtless be long before a new Fabre will resume; with the same
heroic ardour; the life of solitary labour; varied only by a few austere
recreations。
Rising at six o'clock; he would first of all pace the tiles of his kitchen;
breakfast in hand; so imperious in him was the need of action; if his mind
was to work successfully; that even at this moment of morning meditation
his body must already be in movement。 Then; after many turns among the
bushes of the enclosure; all irised with drops of dew which were already
evaporating; he went straight to his cell: that is; to the silence of his
laboratory。
There; in unsociable silence; invisible to all; he worked hard and steadily
until noon; pursuing an observation or carrying out some experiment; or
recording what he saw or what he had seen the day before; or re…drafting
his records in their final form。
How many who have come hither to knock upon the door in these morning
hours; or to ring at the little gate; silent as the tomb; which gives upon
the private path frequented only by foot…passengers on their way to the
fields; have undertaken a fruitless journey! But without such discipline
would it have been possible to accomplish such a task as his?
At last he would leave his workroom; jaded; exhausted by the excessive
intensity of his work; 〃face pale and features drawn。〃 (15/1。)
Now he is 〃at leisure: the half…day is over〃 (15/2。); and he can satisfy
his immense need not of repose; but of relaxation and distraction in less
severe occupations; for he is never at any time nor anywhere inactive;
incessantly making notes; with little stumps of pencil which he carries
about in his pockets; and on the first scrap of paper that comes to hand;
of all that passes through his mind。 Those eternal afternoons; which
usually; in the depth of the French provinces; prove so dull and wearisome;
seem short enough to him。 Now he will halt before his plants; now stoop to
the ground; the better to observe a passing insect; always in search of
some fresh subject of study; or now bending over his microscope。 (15/3。)
Then he undertakes; for his later…born children at Sérignan; the duties
which he formerly performed for the elder family at Orange: he teaches them
himself; he has much to do with them; for their sake and for his own as
well; for he is jealous of possessing them; and he regrets parting with
them。 They too have their tasks arranged in advance。
They are his assistants; his appointed collaborators; who keep and relieve
guard; undertaking; in his absence; some observation already in hand; so
that no detail may be lost; no incident of the story that unrolls itself
sometimes with exasperating slowness beneath the bell…covers of the
laboratory or on some bush in the garden。 He inspires the whole household
with the fire of his own genius; and all those about him are almost as
interested as he。
At home; in the house; always wearing his eternal felt hat; and absorbed in
meditation; he speaks little; holding that every word should have its
object; and only employing a term when he has tested its weight and
meaning。 Silence at mealtimes again is a rule that no one of his household
would infringe。 But he unbends his brow when he receives a friend at his
hospitable table; where but lately his smiling wife would sit; full of
little attentions for him。 (15/4。)
Frugal in all respects; he barely touches the dishes before him; avoiding
all meats; and saving himself wholly for the fruits; for is not man
naturally frugivorous; by his teeth; his stomach; and his bowels? Certain
dishes repel him; for reasons of sentiment rather than through any real
disgust; such as paté de foie gras; which reminds him too forcibly of the
so cruelly tortured goose; such cruelty is too high a price to pay for a
mere greasy mouthful。 (15/5。) On the other hand; he drinks wine with
pleasure; the harsh; rough 〃wine of the country〃 of the plains of Sérignan。
He is also well able to appreciate good things and appetizing cookery; no
one ever had a finer palate; but he is happiest in seeing others appreciate
the pleasures of the table。 Witness that breakfast worthy of Gargantua;
which he himself organized in honour of his guests; whom he had invited to
an excursion over the Ventoux Alp; where he seems expressly to have
commanded 〃that all should come in shoals。〃 What a tinkling of bottles;
what piles of bread! There are green olives 〃flowing with brine;〃 black
olives 〃seasoned with oil;〃 sausages of Arles 〃with rosy flesh; marbled
with cubes of fat and whole peppercorns;〃 legs of mutton stuffed with
garlic 〃to dull the keen edge of hunger〃; chickens 〃to amuse the molars〃;
melons of Cavaillon too; with white pulp; not forgetting those with orange
pulp; and to crown the feast those little cheeses; so delightfully
flavoured; peculiar to Mont Ventoux; 〃spiced with mountain herbs;〃 which
melt in the mouth。 (15/6。)
But his greatest pleasure is his pipe; a briar; which in absence of mind he
is always allowing to go out; and always relighting。
Respectful of all traditions; he has kept up the observance of old customs;
no Christmas Eve has ever been passed under the roof of his Harmas without
the consecrated meats upon the table; the heart of celery; the nougat of
almonds; the dish of snails; and the savoury…smelling turkey。 Then; stuck
into the Christmas bread (15/7。); the sprigs of holly; the verbouisset; the
sacred bush whose little starry flowers and coral berries; growing amid
evergreen leaves; affirm the eternal rebirth of indestructible nature。
At Sérignan Fabre is little known and little appreciated。 To tell the
truth; folk regard him as eccentric; they have often surprised him in the
country lying on his stomach in the middle of a field; or kneeling on the
ground; a magnifying glass in hand; observing a fly or some one of those
insignificant creatures in which no sane person would deign to be
interested。
How should they know him; since he never goes into the village? When he did
once venture thither to visit his friend Charrasse; the schoolmaster; his
appearance was an event of which every one had something to say; so greatly
did it astonish the inhabitants。 (15/8。)
Yet he never hesitates to place his knowledge at the service of all; and
welcomes with courtesy the rare pilgrims in whom a genuine regard is
visible; although he is always careful never to make them feel his own
superiority; but he very quickly dismisses; sometimes a trifle hastily;
those who are merely indiscreet or importunate; pedantic and ignorant
persons he judges instantaneously with his piercing eyes; with such people
he cannot emerge from his slightly gloomy reserve; he shuts himself up like
the snail; which; annoyed by some displeasing object; retires into its
shell; and remains silent in their presence。
Professors come to consult him: asking his advice as to their programmes of
instruction; or begging him to resolve some difficult problem or decide
some especially vexed question; and his ex