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1、新发展大学英语阅读与写作3课文翻译VAGUE THOUGHTS ON ART模糊思考艺术VAGUE THOUGHTS ON ART Art is that imaginative expression of human energy, which, through technical concretion of feeling and perception, tends to reconcile the individual with the universal, by exciting in him impersonal emotion. And the greatest Art is th
2、atwhich excites the greatest impersonal emotion in an hypothecated perfect human being.Impersonal emotion! And what-I thought do I mean by that? Surely I mean: That is not Art, which, while I, am contemplating it, inspires me with any active or directive impulse; that is Art, when, for however brief
3、 a moment, it replaces within me interest in myself by interest in itself. For, let me suppose myself in the presence of a carved marble bath. If my thoughts be What could I buy that for? Impulse of acquisition; or: From what quarry did it come? Impulse of inquiry; or: Which would be the right end f
4、or my head? Mixed impulse of inquiry and acquisition-I am at that moment insensible to it as a work of Art. But, if I stand before it vibrating at sight of its colour and forms, if ever so little and for ever so short a time, unhaunted by any definite practical thought or impulse-to that extent and
5、for that moment it has stolen me away out of myself and put itself there instead; has linked me to theuniversal by making me forget the individual in me. And for that moment, and only while that moment lasts, it is to me a work of Art. The word impersonal, then, is but used in this my definition to
6、signify momentary forgetfulness of ones own personality and its active wants. So Art-I thought-is that which, heard, read, or looked on, while producing no directive impulse, warms one with unconscious vibration. Nor can I imagine any means of defining what is the greatest Art, without hypothecating
7、 a perfect human being. But since we shall never see, or know if we do see, that desirable creature-dogmatism is banished, Academy is dead to the discussion, deader than even Tolstoy left it after his famous treatise What is Art? For, having destroyed all the old Judges and Academies, Tolstoy, by sa
8、ying that the greatest Art was that which appealed to the greatest number of living human beings, raised up the masses of mankind to be a definite new Judge orAcademy, as tyrannical and narrow as ever were those whom he had destroyed. This, at all events-I thought is as far as I dare go in defining
9、what Art is. But let me try to make plain to myself what is the essential quality that gives to Art the power of exciting this unconscious vibration, this impersonal emotion. It has been called Beauty! An awkward word-a perpetual begging of the question; too current in use, too ambiguous altogether;
10、 now too narrow, now too wide-a word, in fact, too glib to know at all what it means. And how dangerous a word-often misleading us into slabbing with extraneous floridities what would otherwise, on its own plane, be Art! To be decorative where decoration is not suitable, to be lyrical where lyricism
11、 is out of place, is assuredly to spoil Art, not to achieve it. But this essential quality of Art has also, and more happily, been called Rhythm. And, what is Rhythm if not that mysterious harmony between part and part, and part and whole, which gives what is called life; thatexact proportion, the m
12、ystery of which is best grasped in observing how life leaves an animate creature when the essential relation of part to whole has been sufficiently disturbed. And I agree that this rhythmic relation of part to part, and part to whole-in short, vitality-is the one quality inseparable from a work of A
13、rt. For nothing which does not seem to a man possessed of this rhythmic vitality, can ever steal him out of himself. And having got thus far in my thoughts, I paused, watching the swallows; for they seemed to me the symbol, in their swift, sure curvetting, all daring and balance and surprise, of the
14、 delicate poise and motion of Art, that visits no two men alike, in a world where no two things of all the things there be, are quite the same. Yes-I thought-and this Art is the one form of human energy in the whole world, which really works for union, and destroys the barriers between man and man.
15、It is the continual, unconscious replacement, however fleeting, of oneself by another; the real cement of human life; the everlasting refreshment and renewal. For, what is grievous, dompting, grim, about our lives is that we are shut up within ourselves, with an itch to get outside ourselves. And to
16、 be stolen away from ourselves by Art is a momentary relaxation from that itching, a minutes profound, and as it were secret, enfranchisement. The active amusements and relaxations of life can only rest certain of our faculties, by indulging others; the whole self is never rested save through that u
17、nconsciousness of self, which comes through rapt contemplation of Nature or of Art. Yes, Art is the great and universal refreshment. For Art is never dogmatic; holds no brief for itself you may take it or you may leave it. It does not force itself rudely where it is not wanted. It is reverent to all
18、 tempers, to all points of view. But it is wilful- the very wind in the comings and goings of its influence, an uncapturable fugitive, visiting our hearts at vagrant, sweet moments; since we often stand even before the greatest works of Art without being able quite to lose ourselves! That restful ob
19、livion comes, we never quite know when-and it is gone! But when it comes, it is a spirit hovering with cool wings, blessing us from least to greatest, according to our powers; a spirit deathless and varied as human life itself. 模糊思考艺术 艺术是富有想象力的表达人类的能源,通过感觉和知觉的技术结核,趋向于协调个人与宇宙,在他没有人情味的情感通过刺激。和最伟大的艺术是最
20、没有人情味的兴奋情绪甚少涉及到在一个抵押完美的人。没有人情味的情感!我想做什么,我的意思是什么?当然我的意思是:这不是艺术,虽然我是考虑它,激发我任何活动或指令脉冲,这是艺术,当,然而短暂的一刻,它取代在我自己的兴趣,兴趣本身。因为,我想自己在存在雕刻大理石浴。如果我的想法是“我可以买那?“冲动的收购;或:“从采石场做的来吗?“冲动的调查;或:“这是我的头右端?“混合脉冲调查和采集我在那一刻的意志它作为艺术品。但是,如果我站在它振动一看见它的色彩和形式,如果非常小和永远如此短的时间,unhaunted任何明确的实用思想或冲动在那种程度上,那一刻它偷了我走了我自己,让自己有相反;已经联系我the
21、universal通过让我忘记在我的个人。和那一刻,只有在那一刻持续,对我来说一件艺术品。单词“客观的”,那么,在这我的定义,而是用表示短暂的忘却自己的个性及其活跃的希望。 所以,我认为,艺术是,听说,读,或看着,而不产生指令脉冲,温暖一个无意识的振动。我也不能想象任何意味着定义什么是最伟大的艺术,没有hypothecating完美的人。但因为我们永远不会看到的,或者知道如果我们确实看到,理想的生物教条主义被驱逐,“学术”死了的讨论,甚至比托尔斯泰离开它改过自新后他著名的论文“什么是艺术?“对,毁坏了所有的老法官和学院,托尔斯泰,说最伟大的艺术,可以吸引最大数量的生活的人类,人类的兴起群众是一
22、个明确的新法官orAcademy,残暴,窄如以往被那些他摧毁了。 这一点,在所有的事件我以为是据我敢去定义什么是艺术。但让我试着让自己什么是显而易见的基本品质,给予艺术的力量,令人兴奋的这种潜意识的振动,这个没有人情味的情感。它被称为美女!一个尴尬的词一个永恒的乞讨的问题;太现行使用,完全太模棱两可;现在,现在太宽太窄,一个字,事实上,太油嘴滑舌的,知道这意味着什么。和危险的一个词经常误导我们进入衬板与外来floridities原本在自己的飞机,是艺术!是装饰,装饰并不适用,是抒情,抒情性是不合适的,必定会破坏艺术,不实现它。但这基本品质的艺术也,更令人高兴的是,被称为节奏。和,什么是节奏如果
23、不是神秘的部分和部分之间的和谐,和部分和整体,给所谓的生活;thatexact比例,哪个是最好的神秘,在观察叶子抓住生活一个栩栩如生的动物当基本关系的部分整个已经充分扰动。我认为这有节奏的关系部分的一部分,部分整体简言之,活力是一个质量离不开一件艺术品。对于事情似乎并没有一个人拥有这种有节奏的活力,能偷他自己。 到目前为止,已经在我的思想,我停了下来,看着燕子,因为他们似乎我的标志,在他们的快速,当然curvetting,所有大胆、平衡和惊喜,精致优雅与运动的艺术,没有两个相象的访问,在世界上没有任何两个事物的所有东西的存在,是完全一样的。 是的,我想,这种艺术是人类能量的形式在整个世界,它真
24、的适合联盟,破坏了男人和男人之间的壁垒。它是持续的、无意识的更换,但是短暂的,自己被另一个;真正的水泥的人类生活,永远的茶点和更新。因为,什么是痛苦的,dompting,残酷的,对于我们的生活是,我们被关在自己的欲望,自己出去。和被偷了远离自己的艺术是一个短暂的放松,瘙痒,一分钟是深刻的,因为它是秘密,释放。活动娱乐和消遣之一的生活只能休息某些我们的能力,由于纵容他人;整个自我是从不休息,无意识的自我保存通过,而这是来源于自然或全神贯注的思考的艺术。 是的,艺术是伟大的和普遍茶点。对于艺术从来不是教条主义,认为自己没有短暂你可能需要它或者你可以离开它。它不强迫自己,这不是想要的粗鲁。它是虔诚的所有脾气,所有的观点。但它是故意的非常风在来来往往的影响力,一个uncapturable逃犯,参观我们的心在流浪的,甜蜜的时刻,因为我们经常站甚至在最伟大的艺术作品没有能够完全失去自我!那宁静的遗忘来临时,我们不知道什么时候,它是不见了!但当它来了,它是一种精神与酷的翅膀,盘旋在祝福我们从至少最大的,根据我们的力量,一种精神不死和多样的人类生活本身。
