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英语故事拉巴契尼的女儿
(1)霍桑Rappaccinirs Daughterby Nathaniel Hawthorne,Part OneOurstory todayis calledRappaccinis Daughter,It waswritten byNathaniel Hawthorne.We willtellthe storyin twoparts.Here isKay Gallantwith thefirst part of our story.Many yearsago,a young man namedGiovanni Guascontileft hishome inNaples tostudy innorthernItaly.He renteda smallroom on the topfloor of a darkand ancientpalace.Long ago,thebuilding hadbelonged toa noblefamily.Now,an oldwoman,Signora Lisabetta,rented itsroomsto studentsat theUniversity ofPadua.Italian PalaceGiovannisroom hada smallwindow.From ithe could see alarge gardenthat hadmany plantsandflowers.Does the garden belongto you”he askedSignora Lisabettaone day.Italian GardenOhno!”she saidquickly.That gardenbelongs to the famousdoctor,Giacomo Rappaccini.Peoplesay heuses thoseplants tomake strangekinds ofmedicine.He livesin thatsmall brown house inthe garden withhis daughter,Beatrice//Giovanni oftensat byhis windowto lookat thegarden.He hadnever seenso manydifferent kindsofplants.They allhad enormousgreen leavesand magnificentflowers inevery colorof therainbow.Nerium oleanderGiovannis favorite plantwas ina whitemarble vasenear thehouse.It wascovered withbig purpleflowers.One day,while Giovaniwas lookingout hiswindow,he sawan old man ina black cape walkinginthegarden.The oldman wastall andthin.His facewas anunhealthy yellowcolor.His blackeyeswere verycold.The oldman worethick gloveson hishands anda maskover hismouth andnose.He walkedcarefullyamong the plants,as ifhe werewalking amongwild animalsor poisonoussnakes.Although helooked at the flowersvery closely,he didnot touchor smellany of them.When the oldmanarrived at theplantwith thebig purpleflowers,he stopped.He tookoff hismask〃and calledloudly,Beatrice!Come helpme!I amcoming,Father.What doyou want”answered awarm youngvoice frominside thehouse.A youngwoman cameinto thegarden.Her thick,dark hairfell around her shouldersin curls.Hercheeks werepink andher eyes were large and black.She seemedfull oflife,health andenergy asshe walked among the plants.Giovanni thoughtshewas asbeautiful asthe purpleflowers in the marblevase.The oldman saidsomething toher.Shenodded herhead asshe touchedand smelledthe flowersthat herfather hadbeen socareful toavoid.Several weekslater,Giovanni wentto visitPietro Baglioni,a friendof hisfathers.ProfessorBaglioni taughtmedicine at the university.During thevisit,Giovanni askedabout DoctorRappaccini.He is a greatscientist,“Professor Baglionireplied.But heis alsoa dangerousman.Why askedGiovanni.The olderman shookhis headslowly.Because Rappaccinicares moreabout sciencethan hedoesabout people.He hascreated manyterrible poisonsfrom theplants inhis garden.He thinkshe cancuresickness withthese poisons.It istrue thatseveral timeshe hascured a very sickperson thateveryone thoughtwould die.ButRappaccinis medicinehas alsokilled manypeople.I thinkhe wouldsacrifice anylife,even hisown,for one of hisexperiments//But whatabout hisdaughter”Giovanni said.Tm surehe lovesher.”〃The oldprofessor smiledatthe youngman.So,he said,You haveheard aboutBeatriceRappaccini.People sayshe isvery beautiful.But fewmen inPadua haveever seenher.She neverleavesher fathersgarden.Giovanni leftprofessor Baglioneshouse asthe sunwas setting.On hisway home,he stoppedata flowershop wherehe boughtsome freshflowers.He returnedto his room andsat bythe window.Very littlesunlight wasleft.The gardenwas quiet.The purpleflowers onGiovannisfavoriteplantseemed toglow inthe eveningsfading light.Then someonecame out of thedoorway of the littlebrownhouse.It wasBeatrice.She enteredthegarden andwalkedamongtheplants.She bentto touchthe leavesofaplant or to smella flower.Rappaccinis daughterseemed togrow morebeautiful witheach step.When shereached thepurple plant,she buriedher facein itsflowers.Giovanni heardher sayGiveme yourbreath,my sister.The ordinaryair makesme weak.And giveme oneof yourbeautifulflowers/Beatrice gentlybroke offoneof the largestflowers.As shelifted itto putit in her darkhair,a fewdrops ofliquid fromthe flowerfell tothe ground.Jacksons Chameleona lizardOneofthedrops landedon thehead ofa tinylizard crawlingnear thefeet ofBeatrice.For amomentthe smallanimal twistedviolently.Then itmoved nomore.Beatrice didnot seemsurprised.She sighedand placedthe flowerinherhair.Giovanni leanedoutofthe windowso hecouldseeher better.At thismoment,a beautifulbutterflyflew overthegardenwall.It seemedto beattracted byBeatrice andflew oncearoundherhead.Then,the insectsbright wingsstopped andit felltothe ground dead.Beatrice shookher headsadly.Nymphalis urticaebutterflySuddenly,she lookedup atGiovannis window.She sawthe youngman lookingat her.Giovannipicked up the flowershe hadbought andthrew themdown toher.Young lady,he said,Wearthese flowersas agift fromGiovanni Guasconti.Thank you,Beatrice answered.She pickeduptheflowers fromthegroundand quicklyran tothehouse.She stoppedatthedoor fora momentto waveshyly toGiovanni.It seemedto himthat hisflowerswere beginningto turnbrown inher hands.For manydays,theyoungman stayedaway fromthe windowthat lookedout onRappaccinisgarden.He wishedhe hadnot talkedto Beatricebecause nowhe feltunder thepower ofherbeauty.He wasa littleafraid ofher,too.He couldnot forgethow thelittle lizardand thebutterfly haddied.One day,while he was returninghome fromhis classes,he metProfessor Baglionionthe street.Well,Giovanni/7the oldman said,have youforgotten me”Then helooked closelyattheyoungman.What iswrong,my friendYour appearancehas changedsince thelast timewe met/It wastrue.Giovanni hadbecome verythin.His facewas white,and hiseyes seemedto burnwith fever.As theystood talking,a mandressed ina longblackcapecame downthestreet.He movedslowly,like aperson inpoor health.His facewas yellow,but hiseyesweresharp andblack.It wasthe manGiovannihad seeninthegarden.As hepassed them,the oldman noddedcoldly toProfessorBaglioni.But helooked atGiovanni witha greatdeal ofinterest.Its DoctorRappaccini!Professor Baglioniwhispered afterthe oldman hadpassed them.Has heeverseen yourface before〃〃Giovanni shookhis head.No,he answered,I dontthink so.Professor Baglionilooked worried.I thinkhe hasseen youbefore.I knowthat coldlook of his!Helooks thesame waywhen heexamines ananimal hehas killedin oneofhisexperiments.Giovanni,I willbet mylife onit.You arethe subjectof oneof Rappaccinisexperiments!」Giovanni steppedaway fromtheoldman.You arejoking,“he said.No,I amserious Theprofessortook Giovannisarm.Be careful,my youngfriend.You arein greatdanger.z,Giovanni pulledhis armaway.I mustbe going/7he said,Good night.”As Giovannihurried tohisroom,he feltconfused anda littlefrightened.Signora Lisabettawas waitingfor himoutside hisdoor.She knewhewasinterested inBeatrice.Ihave goodnews foryou,she said.I knowwhere thereisasecret entranceinto Rappaccinisgarden.”〃Giovanni couldnot believehis ears.Where isit”he asked.Show methe way,NathanielHawthorne1804-1864You havejust heardpart oneofthestory called“Rappaccinis Daughter,It waswritten byNathanielHawthorne andadapted forSpecial Englishby Donade Sanctis.Your storytellerwas KayGallant.Listen nextweek forthe finalpartofourstory.This isShep ONeal.Words inThis Storypalace-n.averylargeandimpressive housesignora-n.a titleor formof addressused ofortoan Italian-speaking marriedwoman,corresponding toMrs.or madamenormous-adj.very greatin sizeor amountlizard-n.a typeof reptilethat hasfour legsand alongbody andtailbutterfly-n.a kindof insectthat hasa longthin bodyand brightlycolored wingsand thatfliesmostly duringthe dayNowits yourturn.In thecomment section,use oneofthewords ina sentenceand wewill giveyoufeedback onyour grammar.。