wild wales-第65部分
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which stands on a green grassy slope; from which it derives its
Welsh name of Castell y Waen; gwaen in the Cumrian language
signifying a meadow or uninclosed place。 It fronts the west; the
direction from which we were coming; on each side it shows five
towers; of which the middlemost; which protrudes beyond the rest;
and at the bottom of which is the grand gate; is by far the
bulkiest。 A noble edifice it looked; and to my eye bore no slight
resemblance to Windsor Castle。
Seeing a kind of ranger; we inquired of him what it was necessary
for us to do; and by his direction proceeded to the southern side
of the castle; and rung the bell at a small gate。 The southern
side had a far more antique appearance than the western; huge
towers with small windows; and partly covered with ivy; frowned
down upon us。 A servant making his appearance; I inquired whether
we could see the house; he said we could; and that the housekeeper
would show it to us in a little time but that at present she was
engaged。 We entered a large quadrangular court: on the left…hand
side was a door and staircase leading into the interior of the
building; and farther on was a gateway; which was no doubt the
principal entrance from the park。 On the eastern side of the
spacious court was a kennel; chained to which was an enormous dog;
partly of the bloodhound; partly of the mastiff species; who
occasionally uttered a deep magnificent bay。 As the sun was hot;
we took refuge from it under the gateway; the gate of which; at the
further end; towards the park; was closed。 Here my wife and
daughter sat down on a small brass cannon; seemingly a six…pounder;
which stood on a very dilapidated carriage; from the appearance of
the gun; which was of an ancient form; and very much battered; and
that of the carriage; I had little doubt that both had been in the
castle at the time of the siege。 As my two loved ones sat; I
walked up and down; recalling to my mind all I had heard and read
in connection with this castle。 I thought of its gallant defence
against the men of Oliver; I thought of its roaring hospitality in
the time of the fourth Sir Thomas; and I thought of the many
beauties who had been born in its chambers; had danced in its
halls; had tripped across its court; and had subsequently given
heirs to illustrious families。
At last we were told that she housekeeper was waiting for us。 The
housekeeper; who was a genteel; good…looking young woman; welcomed
us at the door which led into the interior of the house。 After we
had written our names; she showed us into a large room or hall on
the right…hand side on the ground floor; where were some helmets
and ancient halberts; and also some pictures of great personages。
The floor was of oak; and so polished and slippery; that walking
upon it was attended with some danger。 Wishing that John Jones;
our faithful attendant; who remained timidly at the doorway; should
participate with us in the wonderful sights we were about to see; I
inquired of the housekeeper whether he might come with us。 She
replied with a smile that it was not the custom to admit guides
into the apartments; but that he might come; provided he chose to
take off his shoes; adding; that the reason she wished him to take
off his shoes was; an apprehension that if he kept them on he would
injure the floors with their rough nails。 She then went to John
Jones; and told him in English that he might attend us; provided he
took off his shoes; poor John; however; only smiled and said 〃Dim
Saesneg!〃
〃You must speak to him in your native language;〃 said I; 〃provided
you wish him to understand you … he has no English。〃
〃I am speaking to him in my native language;〃 said the young
housekeeper; with another smile … 〃and if he has no English; I have
no Welsh。〃
〃Then you are English?〃 said I。
〃Yes;〃 she replied; 〃a native of London。〃
〃Dear me;〃 said I。 〃Well; it's no bad thing to be English after
all; and as for not speaking Welsh; there are many in Wales who
would be glad to have much less Welsh than they have。〃 I then told
John Jones the condition on which he might attend us; whereupon he
took off his shoes with great glee and attended us; holding them in
his hand。
We presently went upstairs; to what the housekeeper told us was the
principal drawing…room; and a noble room it was; hung round with
the portraits of kings and queens; and the mighty of the earth。
Here; on canvas; was noble Mary; the wife of William of Orange; and
her consort by her side; whose part like a true wife she always
took。 Here was wretched Mary of Scotland; the murderess of her own
lord。 Here were the two Charleses and both the Dukes of Ormond …
the great Duke who fought stoutly in Ireland against Papist and
Roundhead; and the Pretender's Duke who tried to stab his native
land; and died a foreign colonel。 And here; amongst other
daughters of the house; was the very proud daughter of the house;
the Warwick Dowager who married the Spectator; and led him the life
of a dog。 She looked haughty and cold; and not particularly
handsome; but I could not help gazing with a certain degree of
interest and respect on the countenance of the vixen; who served
out the gentility worshipper in such prime style。 Many were the
rooms which we entered; of which I shall say nothing; save that
they were noble in size and rich in objects of interest。 At last
we came to what was called the picture gallery。 It was a long
panelled room; extending nearly the whole length of the northern
side。 The first thing which struck us on entering was the huge
skin of a lion stretched out upon the floor; the head; however;
which was towards the door; was stuffed; and with its monstrous
teeth looked so formidable and life…like; that we were almost
afraid to touch it。 Against every panel was a portrait; amongst
others was that of Sir Thomas Middleton; the stout governor of the
castle; during the time of the siege。 Near to it was the portrait
of his rib; Dame Middleton。 Farther down on the same side were two
portraits of Nell Gwynn; the one painted when she was a girl; the
other when she had attained a more mature age。 They were both by
Lely; the Apelles of the Court of wanton Charles。 On the other
side was one of the Duke of Gloucester; the son of Queen Anne; who;
had he lived; would have kept the Georges from the throne。 In this
gallery on the southern side was a cabinet of ebony and silver;
presented by Charles the Second to the brave warrior Sir Thomas;
and which; according to tradition; cost seven thousand pounds。
This room; which was perhaps the most magnificent in the castle;
was the last we visited。 The candle of God; whilst we wandered
through these magnificent halls; was flaming in the firmament; and
its rays; penetrating through the long narrow windows; showed them
off; and all the gorgeous things which they contained to great
advantage。 When we left the castle we all said; not excepting John
Jones; that we had never seen in our lives anything more princely
and delightful than the interior。
After a little time; my wife and daughter complaining of being
rather faint; I asked John Jones whether there was an inn in the
neighbourhood where some refreshment could be procured。 He said
there was; and that he would conduct us to it。 We directed our
course towards the east; rousing successively; and setting a…
scampering; three large herds of deer … the common ones were yellow
and of no particular size … but at the head of each herd we
observed a big old black fellow with immense antlers; one of these
was particularly large; indeed as huge as a bull。 We soon came to
the verge of a steep descent; down which we went; not without some
risk of falling。 At last we came to a gate; it was locked;
however; on John Jones shouting; an elderly man with his right hand
bandaged; came and opened it。 I asked him what was the matter with
his hand; and he told me that he had lately lost three fingers
whilst working at a saw…mill up at the castle。 On my inquiring
about the inn he said he was the master of it; and led the way to a
long neat low house; nearly opposite to a little bridge over a
brook; which ran down the valley towards the north。 I ordered some
ale and bread…and…butter; and whilst our repast was being got ready
John Jones and I went to the bridge。
〃This bridge; sir;〃 said John; 〃is called Pont y Velin Castell; the
bridge of the Castle Mill; the inn was formerly the mill of the
castle; and is still called Melin y Castell。 As soon as you are
over this bridge you are in shire Amwythig; which the Saxons call
Shropshire。 A little way up on yon hill is Clawdd Offa or Offa's
dyke; built of old by the Brenin Offa in order to keep us poor
Welsh within our bounds。〃
As we stood on the bridge I inquired of Jones the name of the brook
which was running merrily beneath it。
〃The Ceiriog; sir;〃 said John; 〃the same river that we saw at Pont
y Meibion。〃
〃The river;〃 said I; 〃which Huw Morris loved so well; whose praises
he has sung; and which he has introduced along with Cefn Uchaf in a
stanza in which he describes the hospitality of Chirk Castle in his
day; and which runs thus:
〃Pe byddai 'r Cefn Ucha;
Yn gig ac yn fara;
A Cheiriog fawr yma'n fir aml bob tro;
Rhy ryfedd fae iddyn'
Barhau hanner blwyddyn;
I wyr bob yn gan…nyn ar ginio。〃
〃A good penill that; sir;〃 said John Jones。 〃Pity that the halls
of great people no longer flow with rivers of beer; nor have
mountains of bread and beef for all comers。〃
〃No pity at all;〃 said I; 〃things are better as they are。 Those
mountains of bread and beef; and those rivers of ale merely
encouraged vassalage; fawning and idleness; better to pay for one's
dinner proudly and independently at one's inn; than to go and
cringe for it at a great man's table。〃
We crossed the bridge; walked a little way up the hill which was
beautifully wooded; and then retraced our steps to the little inn;
where I found my wife and daughter waiting for us; and very hungry。
We sat down; John