Re: [覓覓] The Three New Yorks

[onmyoji1014 ()]

卡卡卡　恕原文吃光光

用辜狗辜的時候
還有wiki
在在顯示這好像是本書ㄅ
至少我看到一堆叫我買書ㄉ廣告＝　＝
裡頭節錄了這篇文章
導師又把這篇文章節錄ㄌ才給我們ㄅ

這個不是原文的ㄅ
因為還有個什麼兩個美國的

不太確定喔
所以有請高手回答ㄅ
有錯還請各位賢達　不吝指教

BTY鼻鼻乖乖
國文被記曠課不要哭哭
我上學期大學入門也被莫名其妙記
來得及請就好
來不及那個阿婆又會該該叫
各位不用指望他會銷假ㄌ哭哭


THREE NEW YORKS

(1) There are roughly three New Yorks. There is, first, the New York of the
man or woman who was born here, who takes the city for granted and accepts
its size and its turbulence as natural and inevitable. Second, there is the
New York of the commuter -- the city that is devoured by locusts each day and
spat out each night. Third, there is the New York of the person who was born
somewhere else and came to New York in quest of something. Of these three
trembling cities the greatest is the last -- the city of final destination,
the city that is a goal.

(2) It is this third city that accounts for New York's high-strung
disposition, its poetical deportment, its dedication to the arts, and its
incomparable achievements. Commuters give the city its tidal restlessness;
natives give it solidity and continuity; but the settlers give it passion.
And whether it is a farmer arriving from Italy to set up a small grocery
store in a slum, or a young girl arriving from a small town in Mississippi to
escape the indignity of being observed by her neighbors, or a boy arriving
from the Corn Belt with a manuscript in his suitcase and a pain in his heart,
it makes no difference: each embraces New York with the Intense excitement of
first love, each absorbs New York with the fresh eyes of an adventurer, each
generates heat and light to dwarf the Consolidated Edison Company.

(3) The commuter is the queerest bird of all. The suburb he inhabits has no
essential vitality of its own and is a mere roost where he comes at day's end
to go to sleep. Except in rare cases, the man who lives in Mamaroneck or
Little Neck or Teaneck, and works in New York, discovers nothing much about
the city except the time of arrival and departure of trains and buses, and
the path to a quick lunch. He is desk-bound, and has never, idly roaming in
the gloaming, stumbled suddenly on Belvedere Tower in the park, seen the
ramparts rise sheer from the water of the pond, and the boys along the shore
fishing for minnows, girls stretched out negligently on the shelves of the
rocks; he has never come suddenly on anything at all in New York as a
loiterer, because he had no time between trains. He has fished in Manhattan's
wallet and dug out coins, but has never listened to Manhattan's breathing,
never awakened to its morning, never dropped off to sleep in its night.

(4) About 400,000 men and women come charging onto the Island each week-day
morning, out of the mouths of tubes and tunnels. Not many among them have
ever spent a drowsy afternoon in the great rustling oaken silence of the
reading room of the Public Library, with the book elevator (like an old water
wheel) spewing out books onto the trays. They tend their furnaces in
Westchester and in Jersey, but have never seen the furnaces of the Bowery,
the fires that burn in oil drums on zero winter nights. They may work in the
financial district downtown and never see the extravagant plantings of
Rockefeller Center -- the daffodils and grape hyacinths and birches of the
flags trimmed to the wind on a fine morning in spring. Or they may work in a
midtown office and may let a whole year swing round without sighting
Governor's Island from the sea wall. The commuter dies with tremendous
mileage to his credit, but he is no rover. His entrances and exits are more
devious than those in a prairie-dog village; and he calmly plays bridge while
his train is buried in the mud at the bottom of the East River. The Long
Island Rail Road along carried forty million commuters last year; but many of
them were the same fellow retracing his steps.

(5) The terrain of New York is such that a resident sometimes travels
farther, in the end, than a commuter. The journey of the composer Irving
Berlin from Cherry Street in the lower East Side to an apartment uptown was
through an alley and was only three or four miles in length; but it was like
going three times around the world.



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