sartor resartus-第14节
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（_einnehmen_） great part of this terrestrial Planet！〃
And now let the sympathizing reader judge of our feeling when； in place of this same Autobiography with 〃fullest insight；〃 we findSix considerable
PAPER…BAGS； carefully sealed； and marked successively； in gilt China…ink； with the symbols of the Six southern Zodiacal Signs； beginning at Libra； in the inside of which sealed Bags lie miscellaneous masses of Sheets； and oftener Shreds and Snips； written in Professor Teufelsdrockh's scarce legible _cursiv…schrift_； and treating of all imaginable things under the Zodiac and above it； but of his own personal history only at rare intervals； and then in the most enigmatic manner。
Whole fascicles there are； wherein the Professor； or； as he here； speaking in the third person； calls himself； 〃the Wanderer；〃 is not once named。 Then again； amidst what seems to be a Metaphysico…theological Disquisition； 〃Detached Thoughts on the Steam…engine；〃 or； 〃The continued Possibility of Prophecy；〃 we shall meet with some quite private； not unimportant Biographical fact。 On certain sheets stand Dreams； authentic or not； while the circumjacent waking Actions are omitted。 Anecdotes； oftenest without date of place or time； fly loosely on separate slips； like Sibylline leaves。 Interspersed also are long purely Autobiographical delineations； yet without connection； without recognizable coherence； so unimportant； so superfluously minute； they almost remind us of 〃P。P。 Clerk of this Parish。〃 Thus does famine of intelligence alternate with waste。 Selection； order； appears to be unknown to the Professor。 In all Bags the same imbroglio； only perhaps in the Bag _Capricorn_； and those near it； the confusion a little worse confounded。 Close by a rather eloquent Oration； 〃On receiving the Doctor's…Hat；〃 lie wash…bills； marked _bezahlt_ （settled）。 His Travels are indicated by the Street…Advertisements of the various cities he has visited； of which Street…Advertisements； in most living tongues； here is perhaps the completest collection extant。
So that if the Clothes…Volume itself was too like a Chaos； we have now instead of the solar Luminary that should still it； the airy Limbo which by intermixture will farther volatilize and discompose it！ As we shall perhaps see it our duty ultimately to deposit these Six Paper…Bags in the British Museum； farther description； and all vituperation of them； may be spared。 Biography or Autobiography of Teufelsdrockh there is； clearly enough； none to be gleaned here： at most some sketchy； shadowy fugitive likeness of him may； by unheard…of efforts； partly of intellect； partly of imagination； on the side of Editor and of Reader； rise up between them。 Only as a gaseous…chaotic Appendix to that aqueous…chaotic Volume can the contents of the Six Bags hover round us； and portions thereof be incorporated with our delineation of it。
Daily and nightly does the Editor sit （with green spectacles） deciphering these unimaginable Documents from their perplexed _cursiv…schrift_； collating them with the almost equally unimaginable Volume； which stands in legible print。 Over such a universal medley of high and low； of hot； cold； moist and dry； is he here struggling （by union of like with like； which is Method） to build a firm Bridge for British travellers。 Never perhaps since our first Bridge…builders； Sin and Death； built that stupendous Arch from Hell…gate to the Earth； did any Pontifex； or Pontiff； undertake such a task as the present Editor。 For in this Arch too； leading； as we humbly presume； far otherwards than that grand primeval one； the materials are to be fished up from the weltering deep； and down from the simmering air； here one mass； there another； and cunningly cemented； while the elements boil beneath： nor is there any supernatural force to do it with； but simply the Diligence and feeble thinking Faculty of an English Editor； endeavoring to evolve printed Creation out of a German printed and written Chaos； wherein； as he shoots to and fro in it； gathering； clutching； piecing the Why to the far…distant Wherefore； his whole Faculty and Self are like to be swallowed up。
Patiently； under these incessant toils and agitations； does the Editor； dismissing all anger； see his otherwise robust health declining； some fraction of his allotted natural sleep nightly leaving him； and little but an inflamed nervous…system to be looked for。 What is the use of health； or of life； if not to do some work therewith？ And what work nobler than transplanting foreign Thought into the barren domestic soil； except indeed planting Thought of your own； which the fewest are privileged to do？ Wild as it looks； this Philosophy of Clothes； can we ever reach its real meaning； promises to reveal new…coming Eras； the first dim rudiments and already…budding germs of a nobler Era； in Universal History。 Is not such a prize worth some striving？ Forward with us； courageous reader； be it towards failure； or towards success！ The latter thou sharest with us； the former also is not all our own。
BOOK II。
CHAPTER I。 GENESIS。
In a psychological point of view； it is perhaps questionable whether from birth and genealogy； how closely scrutinized soever； much insight is to be gained。 Nevertheless； as in every phenomenon the Beginning remains always the most notable moment； so； with regard to any great man； we rest not till； for our scientific profit or not； the whole circumstances of his first appearance in this Planet； and what manner of Public Entry he made； are with utmost completeness rendered manifest。 To the Genesis of our Clothes…Philosopher； then； be this First Chapter consecrated。 Unhappily； indeed； he seems to be of quite obscure extraction； uncertain； we might almost say； whether of any： so that this Genesis of his can properly be nothing but an Exodus （or transit out of Invisibility into Visibility）； whereof the preliminary portion is nowhere forthcoming。
〃In the village of Entepfuhl；〃 thus writes he； in the Bag _Libra_； on various Papers； which we arrange with difficulty； 〃dwelt Andreas Futteral and his wife； childless； in still seclusion； and cheerful though now verging towards old age。 Andreas had been grenadier Sergeant； and even regimental Schoolmaster under Frederick the Great； but now； quitting the halbert and ferule for the spade and pruning…hook； cultivated a little Orchard； on the produce of which he； Cincinnatus…like； lived not without dignity。 Fruits； the peach； the apple； the grape； with other varieties came in their season； all which Andreas knew how to sell： on evenings he smoked largely； or read （as beseemed a regimental Schoolmaster）； and talked to neighbors that would listen about the Victory of Rossbach； and how Fritz the Only （_der Einzige_） had once with his own royal lips spoken to him； had been pleased to say； when Andreas as camp…sentinel demanded the pass…word； '_Schweig Hund_ （Peace； hound）！' before any of his staff…adjutants could answer。 '_Das nenn' ich mir einen Konig_； There is what I call a King；' would Andreas exclaim： 'but the smoke of Kunersdorf was still smarting his eyes。'
〃Gretchen； the housewife； won like Desdemona by the deeds rather than the looks of her now veteran Othello； lived not in altogether military subordination； for； as Andreas said； 'the womankind will not drill （_wer kann die Weiberchen dressiren_）：' nevertheless she at heart loved him both for valor and wisdom； to her a Prussian grenadier Sergeant and Regiment's Schoolmaster was little other than a Cicero and Cid： what you see； yet cannot see over； is as good as infinite。 Nay； was not Andreas in very deed a man of order； courage； downrightness （_Geradheit_）； that understood Busching's _Geography_； had been in the victory of Rossbach； and left for dead in the camisade of Hochkirch？ The good Gretchen； for all her fretting； watched over him and hovered round him as only a true house…mother can： assiduously she cooked and sewed and scoured for him； so that not only his old regimental sword and grenadier…cap； but the whole habitation and environment； where on pegs of honor they hung； looked ever trim and gay： a roomy painted Cottage； embowered in fruit…trees and forest…trees； evergreens and honeysuckles； rising many…colored from amid shaven grass…plots； flowers struggling in through the very windows； under its long projecting eaves nothing but garden…tools in methodic piles （to screen them from rain）； and seats where； especially on summer nights； a King might have wished to sit and smoke； and call it his。 Such a Bauergut （Copyhold） had Gretchen given her veteran； whose sinewy arms； and long…disused gardening talent； had made it what you saw。
〃Into this umbrageous Man's…nest； one meek yellow evening or dusk； when the Sun； hidden indeed from terrestrial Entepfuhl； did nevertheless journey visible and radiant along the celestial Balance （_Libra_）； it was that a Stranger of reverend aspect entered； and； with grave salutation； stood before the two rather astonished housemates。 He was close…muffled in a wide mantle； which without farther parley unfolding； he deposited therefrom what seemed some Basket； overhung with green Persian silk； saying only： _Ihr lieben Leute； hier bringe ein unschatzbares Verleihen； nehmt es in
