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Rappachini’s Daughter
After Nathaniel Hawthorne (1804–1864)
A young man, named Giovanni Guasconti, came, very long ago, from the more southern region of Italy, to pursue his studies at the University of Padua. Giovanni, who did not have very many gold ducats in his pocket, took lodgings in a high and gloomy room of an old house which looked worthy to have been the palace of a Paduan noble, in fact, a family mansion. Being heartbroken, which was natural to a young man for the first time out of his native places, Giovanni sighed heavily as he looked around the empty and ill-furnished apartment.
“Holy Virgin,[1] signor!” cried old Signora Lisabetta, who, won by the youth’s remarkable beauty, was kindly trying to give the room a habitable air.[2] “Why should[3] a young man sigh like that? Do you find this old mansion gloomy? Then, put your head out of the window, and you will see as bright sunshine as you have left in Naples.”
Guasconti mechanically did as the old woman advised, but could not quite agree with her that the Paduan sunshine was as cheerful as that of southern Italy. Such as it was, however, it fell upon a garden beneath the window with a variety of plants, which seemed to have been cultivated with exceeding care.[4]
“Does this garden belong to the house?” asked Giovanni.
“No; that garden is cultivated by the own hands of Signor Giacomo Rappaccini, the famous doctor, who has been heard of as far as Naples. It is said that he turns these plants into medicines that are as strong as a charm. Often you may see the signor doctor at work, and perhaps the signora, his daughter, too, gathering the flowers that grow in the garden,” answered old Lisabetta.
The old woman had now done what she could to make the room look better; and left.
Giovanni looked down into the garden beneath his window. From its appearance, he judged it to be one of those botanic gardens which had been in Padua earlier than anywhere in Italy or in the world. Or, probably, it might once have been the garden of a rich family; for there was the ruin of a marble fountain in the centre, but so shattered that it was impossible to see the original design from the chaos of remaining fragments. The water, however, continued to sparkle in the sun. All about the pool into which the water fell grew various plants, that seemed to require plenty of moisture for the gigantic leaves and gorgeous flowers. There was one shrub in particular, set in a marble vase in the middle of the pool, that had purple blossoms, each of which seemed bright enough to illuminate the garden. Every portion of the garden had plants and herbs, carefully cultivated.
While Giovanni stood at the window he heard a rustling behind a screen of leaves, and became aware that a person was at work in the garden. His figure soon came into view. It was a tall, emaciated, and sickly-looking man, dressed in a scholar’s black cloak. He was elderly, with gray hair, a thin, gray beard, and a face singularly marked with intellect, but which could never, even in his more younger days, have expressed much warmth of heart.
This scientific gardener examined every shrub with great care: it seemed as if he was looking into their nature, and discovering why one leaf grew in this shape and another in that, and why such and such flowers differed among themselves in color and perfume. Nevertheless, in spite of his deep interest, there was no intimacy between himself and these plants. On the contrary, he avoided their actual touch or the direct inhaling of their odors with a caution that impressed Giovanni most disagreeably. The man behavior was as if he was walking among savage beasts, or deadly snakes, or evil spirits, which, should he allow them one moment of license, would wreak upon him some terrible fatality. The young man was frightened to see such an attitude in a person cultivating a garden, the most simple and innocent of human actions. Was this garden, the Eden of the present world? And this man, seeing harm in what his own hands grew, – was he the Adam?
The gardener, while plucking away the dead leaves or pruning the shrubs, defended his hands with a pair of thick gloves. When he came to the magnificent plant that hung its purple blossoms beside the marble fountain, he placed a mask over his mouth and nose. Finding his task still too dangerous, he drew back, and called loudly, “Beatrice! Beatrice!”
“Here am I, my father. What do you want?” cried a rich and young voice from the window of the opposite house. “Are you in the garden?”
“Yes, Beatrice,” answered the gardener, “and I need your help.”
Soon there emerged from under a portal the figure of a young girl, dressed with taste like a flower, beautiful as the day. She looked full of life, health, and energy. Yet Giovanni looked down into the garden; he had an impression as if here was another flower, as beautiful as other flowers, more beautiful than the richest of them, but still to be touched only with a glove, not to be approached without a mask. As Beatrice came down the garden path, he saw her inhale the odor of several of the plants which her father had avoided.
“Here, Beatrice,” said the father, “much work must be done to our chief treasure. Yet, I am not strong enough for it. I fear, this plant must be consigned to your sole charge.[5]”
“And will gladly I do it,” cried again the rich tones of the young lady, as she came up to the magnificent plant and opened her arms as if to embrace it. “Yes, my sister, it will be Beatrice’s task to serve you; and you will reward her with your kisses and perfumed breath.”
Then, with all the tenderness in her manner, she took care of the plant.
In the morning, Giovanni’s first movement was to throw open the window and gaze down into the garden which had seemed so mysterious in the previous evening. He was surprised and a little ashamed to find how real and matter-of-fact the garden proved to be.[6] The young man was happy that, in the heart of the city, he had the privilege of enjoying this place of lovely vegetation. Neither Dr. Giacomo Rappaccini, nor his brilliant daughter, were now visible.
On that day he paid a visit to Signor Pietro Baglioni, professor of medicine in the university, a physician of eminent reputation to whom Giovanni had brought a letter of introduction.[7] The professor was an elderly person, apparently good-natured. He kept the young man to dinner, and they had a very nice conversation, especially when warmed by wine. Giovanni, thinking that men of science, living in the same city, must be familiar with one another, mentioned the name of Dr. Rappaccini. But the professor did not respond with so much cordiality as he had expected.
“It will not do[8] for a teacher of the art of medicine,” said Professor Pietro Baglioni, in answer to a question of Giovanni, “not to respect such a well-known physician as Rappaccini; but, on the other hand,[9] I should not permit a worthy young man like you, Signor Giovanni, the son of an old friend, to get wrong ideas. Dr. Rappaccini has as much science as any member of the faculty in Padua, or all Italy; but there are certain grave objections to his professional character.”
“And what are they?” asked the young man.
“Has my friend Giovanni any disease of body or heart, that he is so interested in physicians?” said the professor, with a smile. “But as for Rappaccini, it is said of him – and I, who know the man well, can answer for its truth – that he cares more for science than for man. His patients are interesting to him only as subjects for some new experiment. He would sacrifice human life, his own among others for the sake of adding a grain to his accumulated knowledge.”
“I think he is an awful man,” remarked Guasconti. “Are there many men capable of such a love of science?”
“God forbid,[10]” answered the professor. “It is his theory that all medicinal virtues are in those substances which we call vegetable poisons. He cultivates them with his own hands, and they say he has even produced new varieties of poison. Now and then,[11] he has effected a marvellous cure;[12] but such instances of success, – to my mind, are probably the work of chance – but he should be responsible for his failures, which may justly be considered his own work.”
“I do not know, most learned professor,” said Giovanni, – “how dearly this physician may love his art; but there is one object more dear to him. He has a daughter.”
“Aha!” cried the professor, with a laugh. “So now our friend Giovanni’s secret is out. You have heard of this daughter, whom all the young men in Padua are wild about, though not half a dozen have ever had a chance to see her face. I know little of the Signora Beatrice save that Rappaccini is said to have instructed her deeply in his science, and that she already can fill a professor’s chair. Perhaps her father is preparing her for mine!”
Guasconti returned to his lodgings a little heated with the wine he had drunk, and which caused his brain to swim with strange fantasies about Dr. Rappaccini and the beautiful Beatrice. On his way he bought a bouquet of flowers.
Going up to his room, he seated himself near the window, so that he could look down into the garden with little risk of being discovered. In the sunshine, the strange plants were now and then nodding gently to one another. In the middle, by the shattered fountain, grew the magnificent shrub, with its purple flowers all over it; they looked back again out of the pool. At first there was nobody in the garden. Soon, however, – as Giovanni had half hoped, half feared – a figure appeared beneath the portal, and came down between the rows of plants, inhaling their various perfumes as if she were one of those beings of an old tale that lived upon sweet odors. On seeing Beatrice again, the young man was startled how much her beauty exceeded his recollection of it; so brilliant, its character was so vivid. Seeing her face better than on the former occasion, he was struck by its sweetness. He observed, or imagined, an analogy between the beautiful girl and the gorgeous shrub that hung its wonderful flowers over the fountain, – probably due to the color of her dress.
Approaching the shrub, she threw open her arms, and embraced its branches.
“Give me your breath, my sister,” exclaimed Beatrice; “for I am faint with common air. And give me this flower of yours, which I shall place close beside my heart.”
With these words the beautiful daughter of Rappaccini plucked one of the richest blossoms of the shrub, and was about to fasten it in her bosom.[13] But now a singular incident occurred. A small orange-colored lizard was running along the path, just at the feet of Beatrice. It appeared to Giovanni, – but, at the distance from which he looked, he could scarcely see anything so small, – it appeared to him, however, that a drop or two of moisture from the broken stem of the flower fell upon the lizard’s head. For an instant the lizard started violently, and then lay motionless in the sunshine. Beatrice observed this remarkable phenomenon and crossed herself, sadly, but without surprise; nor did she hesitate to fasten the fatal flower in her bosom. Giovanni shrank back and trembled.
“Am I awake? Am I sane?” said he to himself. “What is this being? Shall I call her beautiful or terrible?”
Beatrice now walked through the garden, approaching closer beneath Giovanni’s window, so that he could see her quite well. At this moment there came a beautiful insect over the garden wall; it had, perhaps, been attracted from the city by the heavy perfumes of Dr. Rappaccini’s shrubs. Without sitting on the flowers, it flew to Beatrice, and lingered in the air above her head. Now, while Beatrice was gazing at the insect with childish delight, it grew faint and fell at her feet; it was dead – from no cause that he could see, unless it was the atmosphere of her breath. Again Beatrice crossed herself and sighed heavily as she bent over the dead insect.
An impulsive movement of Giovanni drew her eyes to the window. There she saw the beautiful head of the young man – rather a Grecian than an Italian head, with regular features, and golden hair – gazing down upon her. Scarcely knowing what he did, Giovanni threw down the bouquet which he had held in his hand.
“Signora,” said he, “Wear them for the sake of Giovanni Guasconti.”
“Thanks, signor,” replied Beatrice, with her rich voice, that sounded like music. “I accept your gift, and would reward you with this precious purple flower; but if I throw it into the air it will not reach you. So Signor Guasconti must content himself with my thanks.”
She lifted the bouquet from the ground, and then passed through the garden. But few as the moments were,[14] it seemed to Giovanni, when she was entering the portal, that his beautiful bouquet was already beginning to fade in her hand.
- Грозовой перевал / Wuthering Heights
- Приключения Тома Сойера / The Adventures of Tom Sawyer
- Алиса в стране чудес / Alice's Adventures in Wonderland
- Приключения Шерлока Холмса. Пестрая лента / The Adventure of the Speckled Band
- Приключения Шерлока Холмса: Собака Баскервилей / The Hound of the Baskervilles
- Сказки / Fairy Tales
- Щенок Прыг и его друзья / Pop the Puppy and His Friends
- Питер Пен / Peter Pan
- Рассказы / Short Stories
- Портрет Дориана Грея / The Picture of Dorian Gray
- Принц и нищий / The Prince and the Pauper
- Красавица и чудовище / The Beauty and the Beast
- Гордость и предубеждение / Pride and Prejudice
- Всадник без головы / The Headless Horseman
- Золушка. Спящая красавица. Рапунцель / Cinderella. The Sleeping Beauty. Rapunzel
- Английские сказки / English Fairy Tales. Алиса в стране чудес / Alice's Adventures In Wonderland. Удивительный волшебник из страны Оз / The Wonderful Wizard of Oz
- Остров сокровищ / Treasure Island. Питер Пен / Peter Pan
- Рассказы / Short Stories. Собака Баскервилей / The Hound of the Baskervilles
- Портрет Дориана Грея / The Picture of Dorian Grey. Великий Гэтсби / The Great Gatsby
- Удивительный волшебник из страны Оз / The Wonderful Wizard of Oz
- Похищенный / Kidnapped
- Приключения Шерлока Холмса: Пляшущие человечки / The Adventure of the Dancing Men
- Алиса в Зазеркалье / Through the Looking-glass, and What Alice Found There
- Робинзон Крузо / Robinson Crusoe
- Кот в сапогах. Красная шапочка / Puss in Boots. Little Red Riding Hood
- Красавица и чудовище. Золушка. Спящая красавица. Рапунцель. Волшебная лампа Аладдина / The Beauty and the Beast. Cinderella. The Sleeping Beauty. Rapunzel. The Story of Aladdin and the Wonderful Lamp
- Great Expectations / Большие надежды
- The Three Little Pigs / Три поросенка и другие сказки
- Приключения Шерлока Холмса / The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes (сборник)
- Принцесса Кентербери и другие английские легенды / Princess of Canterbury (сборник)
- Гордость и предубеждение / Pride and Prejudice. Большие надежды / Great Expectations
- Белый клык / White Fang
- Айвенго / Ivanhoe
- The Call of the Wild / Зов предков
- Приключения Шерлока Холмса: Человек с рассеченной губой / The Man with the Twisted Lip
- Любимые английские сказки / My Favourite English Fairy Tales
- The Woman in White / Женщина в белом
- The Lost World / Затерянный мир
- Приключения Шерлока Холмса: Союз Рыжих / The Red-Headed League
- English Legends / Английские легенды
- English Fairy Tales / Английские сказки
- Best English Jokes / Лучшие английские анекдоты
- Short Funny Stories / Самые смешные рассказы
- Волшебная лампа Аладдина / The Story of Aladdin and the Wonderful Lamp
- Загадочная история Бенджамина Баттона / The Curious Case of Benjamin Button
- Джейн Эйр / Jane Eyre
- Английские анекдоты / English Jokes
- Английский с улыбкой. Охотничьи рассказы / Tales of the Long Bow
- Маленькая принцесса / A Little Princess
- Лучшие истории о любви / Best love stories
- Лучшие английские сказки / Best english fairy tales
- Мартин Иден / Martin Eden
- Английские сказки для мальчиков / English Fairy Tales for Boys
- Английские сказки для девочек / English Fairy Tales for Girls
- Поллианна / Pollyanna
- Лучшие смешные рассказы / Best Funny Stories
- Самые лучшие английские легенды / The Best English Legends
- Лучшие английские легенды / The Best English Legends
- Самые лучшие английские анекдоты / The Best English Jokes
- Самые лучшие английские сказки / The best english fairy tales
- Дракула / Dracula
- Смешные рассказы / The Funny Stories
- Сердца трёх / Hearts of three
- Лучшие любовные истории / The Best Love Stories
- Кентервильское привидение / The Canterville Ghost
- Путешествие к центру Земли / A journey to the centre of the Earth
- Сказки дядюшки Римуса / Tales of Uncle Remus
- The Call of Cthulhu / Зов Ктулху
- The Old Curiosity Shop / Лавка древностей
- Таинственный остров / Mysterious Island
- Маленькая хозяйка большого дома / The Little Lady Of The Big House
- The Code of the Woosters / Фамильная честь Вустеров
- Остров сокровищ / Treasure Island
- Вокруг света за 80 дней / Around the World in 80 Days
- Эмма / Emma
- Записки о Шерлоке Холмсе: Союз рыжих. Человек с рассеченной губой / The Red-Headed League. The Man With The Twisted Lip
- Снежная королева / The Snow Queen
- Этот неподражаемый Дживс! / The Inimitable Jeeves
- Маленький принц / The Little Prince
- Дети капитана Гранта / The Children of Captain Grant
- Коралина / Coraline
- Алиса в Зазеркалье / Through the Looking-glass, and What Alice Found There
- Великий Гэтсби / The Great Gatsby
- Двадцать тысяч лье под водой / Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea
- Собор Парижской богоматери / Notre-Dame de Paris
- Странник по звездам / The Star-Rover
- Рассказы / Short Stories
- Призрак оперы / The Phantom of the Opera
- Трое в лодке, не считая собаки / Three Men in a Boat (To Say Nothing of the Dog)
- Повелитель мух / Lord of the Flies
- Странная история доктора Джекила и мистера Хайда / Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
- Котенок Пушистик / Fluffy the Kitten
- Легенда о Сонной Лощине / The Legend of Sleepy Hollow
- О дивный новый мир / Brave New World. 4 уровень
- Русские сказки на английском языке / Russian Fairy Tales
- Romeo and Juliet. Othello / Ромео и Джульетта. Отелло
- The Beautiful and Damned / Прекрасные и обреченные. Уровень 4
- The Surprising Adventures of Baron Munchausen / Приключения барона Мюнхгаузена. Уровень 1
- Сердца трех / Hearts of three. Уровень 3
- Пятнадцатилетний капитан / Dick Sand. A Captain at Fifteen. Уровень 2
- Синяя птица / The blue Bird. Уровень 1
- Маленькие женщины / Little Women. Уровень 3
- Этюд в багровых тонах / A Study in Scarlet
- Сказки / Fairy Tales. Уровень 1
- Таинственный остров / The Mysterious Island. Уровень 3
- Великий Гэтсби / The Great Gatsby. Уровень 5
- Все приключения Шерлока Холмса. Сборник. Уровень 2
- Сборник лучших английских сказок. Уровень 1
- Gone with the Wind / Унесённые ветром. Уровень 3
- Сборник лучших произведений американской классической литературы. Уровень 4
- Сборник лучших произведений английской классической литературы. Уровень 3
- Funny stories / Сборник лучших смешных рассказов. Уровень 2
- H. C. Andersen best fairy tales / Лучшие сказки Г.Х. Андерсена. Уровень 1
- Приключения Пиноккио / The adventures of Pinocchio. Уровень 1
- Страшные сказки / Scary stories
- Франкенштейн, или Современный Прометей / Frankenstein, or The Modern Prometheus. Уровень 2
- Хорошие жёны / Good wives. Уровень 3
- Скорбь сатаны / The sorrows of Satan. Уровень 4
- Таинственный сад / The secret garden
- Вокруг света за 80 дней / Around the World in Eighty Days
- Человек, который смеется / The Man Who Laughs. Уровень 4
- The Haunted Hotel / Отель с привидениями
- Финансист / The Financier
- Wuthering Heights / Грозовой перевал. Уровень 3
- Animal farm / Скотный двор. Уровень 2
- Sense and Sensibility / Чувство и чувствительность. Уровень 3
- Зов Ктулху / The Call of Cthulhu. Уровень 2
- Маленькие мужчины / Little men. Уровень 4
- Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs / Белоснежка и семь гномов. Уровень 1
- Сельский вампир и другие истории Отца Брауна / Vampire of the Village and other Father Brown Stories. Уровень 3
- Princess of Mars / Принцесса Марса. Уровень 2
- Таинственный остров / The Mysterious Island. Уровень 2
- Золотой жук. Уровень 1 / The Gold-bug
- Сборник самых известных английских легенд. Уровень 1
- Маленький Лорд Фаунтлерой. Уровень 1 / Little Lord Fauntleroy
- Энн из Зеленых Крыш. Уровень 1 / Anne of Green Gables
- Искусство войны. Уровень 2 / The Art of War
- Эмма. Уровень 3 / Emma
- The Story of Doctor Dolittle / История Доктора Дулиттла. Уровень 1
- The War of the Worlds / Война миров. Уровень 2
- Клуб самоубийц. Уровень 2 / The Suicide Club
- Мертвая комната. Уровень 2 / The Dead Secret
- Лучшие сказки загадочной Шотландии. Уровень 1 / The Best Tales of Enchanted Scotland
- Незнакомка из Уайлдфелл-Холла. Уровень 2 / The Tenant of Wildfell Hall
- На маяк. Уровень 3 / To the Lighthouse
- Сказки про кролика Питера. Уровень 1 / The Tale of Peter Rabbit
- Убийство на улице Морг. Уровень 1 / The Murders in the Rue Morgue
- Большие надежды. Уровень 2 / Great Expectations
- Сердце тьмы. Уровень 2 / Heart of Darkness
- Поворот винта. Уровень 1 / The Turn of the Screw
- Кельтские сумерки. Уровень 1 / The Celtic Twilight
- Дом с привидениями. Уровень 2 / A Haunted House