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邓肯自传-舞者之歌 --_2733 邓肯自传-舞者之歌 [标签:来源] 邓肯自传-舞者之歌1927年,美国“现代舞之母”伊莎多拉?邓肯离世 后,她的自传《舞者之歌》(My Life)于同年出版。邓肯在书中用热情、 生动、坦率的语言记录了她那贫穷与繁华交错、流浪与安稳相依、名利 与梦想交织的一生,呈现给读者一位传奇女性如梦如歌的舞蹈生涯。此 书被誉为“人类史上最迷人的女性回忆录”。本文节选自该书的第七 章,记录了邓肯及其家人在极度的贫穷中乐观生活、追求艺术的生活片 段。 If we could see a psychical cinematograph1) of our own lives would we not be amazed, and exclaim, “Surely that did not happen to me?” Certainly the four people I remember walking about the streets of London might just as well have existed in the imagination of Charles Dickens2), and at the present moment I can scarcely believe in their reality. That we youngsters could remain cheerful through such a series of disasters is not astonishing, but that my poor mother, who had already experienced so many hardships and troubles in her life, and who was no longer young, could take them as the ordinary run of things, seems incredible as I look back upon those days. We walked along the streets of London with no money, no friends, and no possible means of finding shelter for the night. We tried two or three hotels, but they were adamant3) upon the necessity of payment in advance, in default of4) luggage. We tried two or three lodging-houses, but all the landladies acted in the same heartless manner. Finally we were reduced to a bench in the Green Park, but even then an enormous policeman appeared and told us to move on. This continued for three days and three nights. We lived upon penny buns, and yet, such was our amazing vitality, we spent our days in the British Museum. I remember I was reading the English translation of Winckelmann5)’s Journey to Athens and, our strange situation quite forgotten, I wept, not for our own misfortunes, but over the tragic death of Winckelmann returning from his ardent voyage of discovery. But with the dawn of the fourth day I decided that something must be done. Admonishing6) my mother, Raymond and Elizabeth to follow me and not to say a word, I walked straight into one of the finest hotels in London