the confessions of a summer colonist- 第4部分

After　an　apparently　total　evanescence　there　has　been　a　like　resuscitation
of　the　spirit　of　summer　society。　　In　the　very　last　week　of　September　we
have　gone　to　a　supper；　which　lingered　far　out　of　its　season　like　one　of
these　late　flowers；　and　there　has　been　an　afternoon　tea　which　assembled
an　astonishing　number　of　cottagers；　all　secretly　surprised　to　find　one
another　still　here；　and　professing　openly　a　pity　tinged　with　contempt　for
those　who　are　here　no　longer。

I　blamed　those　who　had　gone　home；　but　I　myself　sniff　the　asphalt　afar；
the　roar　of　the　street　calls　to　me　with　the　magic　that　the　voice　of　the
sea　is　losing。　　Just　now　it　shines　entreatingly；　it　shines　winningly；　in
the　sun　which　is　mellowing　to　an　October　tenderness；　and　it　shines　under
a　moon　of　perfect　orb；　which　seems　to　have　the　whole　heavens　to　itself　in
〃the　first　watch　of　the　night；〃　except　for　〃the　red　planet　Mars。〃　　This
begins　to　burn　in　the　west　before　the　flush　of　sunset　has　passed　from　it；
and　then；　later；　a　few　moon…washed　stars　pierce　the　vast　vault　with　their
keen　points。　　The　stars　which　so　powdered　the　summer　sky　seem　mostly　to
have　gone　back　to　town；　where　no　doubt　people　take　them　for　electric
lights。








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