荒野的呼唤 白牙(英文版)
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出版社:中央编译出版社
出版日期:2010年
ISBN:9787511701244
作者:(美)杰克·伦敦
页数:375页
章节摘录
With the life half throttled out of him, Buck attempted toface his tormentors. But he was thrown down and chokedrepeatedly, till they succeeded in filing the heavy brass collarfrom off his neck. Then the rope was removed, and he wasflung into a cagelike crate. There he lay for the remainder of the weary night nursinghis wrath and wounded pride. He could not understandwhat it all meant. What did they want with him, thesestrange men？ Why were they keeping him pent up in thisnarrow crate？ He did not know why, but he felt oppressedby the vague sense of impending calamity. Several timesduring the night he sprang to his feet when the shed doorrattled open, expecting to see the Judge or the boys at least.But each time it was the bulging face of the saloon-keeperthat peered in at him by the sickly light of a tallow candle.And each time the joyful bark that trembled in Buck's throatwas twisted into a savage growl. But the saloon-keeper let him alone, and in the morningfour men entered and picked up the crate. More tormentors,Buck decided, for they were evil-looking creatures, raggedand unkempt; and he stormed and raged at them throughthe bars. They only laughed and poked sticks at him, whichhe promptly assailed with his teeth till he realized that thatwas what they wanted. Whereupon he lay down sullenlyand allowed the crate to be lifted into a wagon. Then he,and the crate in which he was imprisoned, began a passagethrough many hands. Clerks in the express office took chargeof him; he was carted about in another wagon; a truckcarried him, with an assortment of boxes and parcels.San Diego. Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness,had found a yellow metal, and because steamship andtransportation companies were booming the find, thousandsof men were rushing into the Northland. These men wanteddogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, withstrong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protectthem from the frost. Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa ClaraValley. Judge Miller's place, it was called. It stood backfrom the road, halfhidden among the trees, through whichglimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ranaround its four sides. The house was approached by gravelleddriveways which wound about through wide-spreadinglawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars. Atthe rear things were on even a more spacious scale than atthe front. There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants cottages, anendless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arborsgreen pastures, orchards, and berry patches. Then there wasthe pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cementtank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plungeand kept cool in the hot afternoon.And over this great demense Buck ruled. Here he was born,and here he had lived the four years of his life. It was true,there were other dogs. There could not but be other dogs onso vast a place, but they did not count. They came and went,resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in therecesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanesepug, or Ysabel the Mexican hairless——strange creaturesthat rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground. Onthe other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of themat least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabellooking out of the windows at them and protected by alegion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops. But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel dog. Thewhole realm was his. He plunged into the swimming tankor went hunting with the Judge's sons he escorted Mollieand Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or earlymorning rambles on wintry nights he lay at the Judge'sfeet before the roaring library fire he carried the Judge'sgrandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, andguarded their footsteps through wild adventures down tothe fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond where thepaddocks were, and the berry patches. Among the terriershe stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterlyignored, for he was king——king over all creeping.
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I would rather be ashes than dust！I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry rot.I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. ——Jack London
内容概要
JACK LONDON （1876-1916） wasan American author who wrote TheCall of the Wild, White Fang, andThe Sea Wolf along with manyother popular books. A pioneer inthe then-burgeoning world ofcommercial magazine fiction, hewas one of the first Americans tomake a lucrative career exclusivelyfrom writing.
书籍目录
Book I THE CALL OF THE WILD
CHAPTER I INTO THE PRIMITIVE
CHAPTER II THE LAW OF CLUB AND FANG
CHAPTER Ill THE DOMINANT PRIMORDIAL BEAST
CHAPTER IV WHO HAS WON TO MASTERSHIP
CHAPTER V THE TOIL OF TRACE AND TRAIL
CHAPTER VI FOR THE LOVE OF A MAN
CHAPTER VII THE SOUNDING OF THE CALL
Book 2 WHITE FANG
PART I
CHAPTER I THE TRAIL OF THE MEAT
CHAPTER II THE SHE-WOLF
CHAPTER III THE HUNGER CRY
PART II
CHAPTER I THE BATTLE OF THE FANG
CHAPTER II THE LAIR
CHAPTER III THE GRAY CUB
CHAPTER IV THE WALL OF THE WORLD
CHAPTER V THE LAW OF MEAT
PART III
CHAPTER I THE MAKERS OF FIRE
CHAPTER II THE BONDAGE
CHAPTER III THE OUTCAST
CHAPTER IV THE TRAIL OF THE GODS
CHAPTER V THE COVENANT
CHAPTER VI THE FAMINE
PART IV
CHAPTER I THE ENEMY OF HIS KIND
CHAPTER lI THE MAD GOD
CHAPTER III THE REIGN OF HATE
CHAPTER IV THE CLINGING DEATH
CHAPTER V THE INDOMITABLE
CHAPTER VI THE LOVE-MASTER
PART V
CHAPTER 1 THE LONG TRAIL
CHAPTER II THE SOUTHLAND
CHAPTER III THE GOD'S DOMAIN
CHAPTER IV THE CALL OF KIND
CHAPTER V THE SLEEPING WOLF
编辑推荐
《荒野的呼唤·白牙(英文版)》：“OLD longings nomadic leap, Chafing at custom's chain; Again from its brumal sleep Wakens the refine strain.” Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known thattrouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tidewaterdog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound toSan Diego. Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found ayellow metal, and because steamship andtransportation companies were booming thefind, thousands of men were rushing into theNorthland. These men wanted dogs, and thedogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strongmuscles by which to toil, and furry coats toprotect them from the frost.PUBLISHED in 1903, The Callofthe Wild isone of London's most-read books, and it isgenerally considered one of his best. Becausethe protagonist is a dog, it is sometimesclassified as a juvenile novel, suitable forchildren, but it is dark in tone and containsnumerous scenes of cruelty and violence. London followed the book in 19o6 withWhite Fang, a companion novel with manysimilar plot elements and themes as The Callofthe Wild, although following a mirror imageplot in which a wild wolf becomes civilized bya mining expert from San Francisco namedWeedon Scott.
作者简介
《荒野的呼唤》和《白牙》是杰克·伦敦卓越的长篇杰作,也是杰克·伦敦的创作中一直颇受读者钟爱的两部。前者描写出生于富贵人家的大狗巴克被盗卖到北方的阿拉斯加,历经磨难,最后,留存在巴克身上的原始野性逐渐被唤醒,从而斩断与人类的纠葛,复归于荒野。《白牙》仿佛是前者的倒影,描写一只有一半狗性的狼白牙落入人的手中,主人用它斗狗赚钱,白牙在一次次的搏杀中泯灭了最后一丝温情,对整令人类产生了强烈的仇恨。后来,白牙在搏斗中几乎丧命,被新的主人收留,并在这位仁慈的主人的训练下逐渐克服野性,成为忠实的宠物。
两部作品虽以动物为题材,但其中却透露出作者所秉持的“弱肉强食、适者生存”的观念。早年,杰克·伦敦在加拿大克朗代克一带的淘金经历以及所见所闻为他日后的创作提供了丰富的素材,从而也使他的作品深处始终涌动着一股强悍、不屈的生命力。
Book I THE CALL OF THE WILD
CHAPTER I INTO THE PRIMITIVE
CHAPTER II THE LAW OF CLUB AND FANG
CHAPTER Ill THE DOMINANT PRIMORDIAL BEAST
CHAPTER IV WHO HAS WON TO MASTERSHIP
CHAPTER V THE TOIL OF TRACE AND TRAIL
CHAPTER VI FOR THE LOVE OF A MAN
CHAPTER VII THE SOUNDING OF THE CALL
Book 2 WHITE FANG
PART I
CHAPTER I THE TRAIL OF THE MEAT
CHAPTER II THE SHE-WOLF
CHAPTER III THE HUNGER CRY
PART II
CHAPTER I THE BATTLE OF THE FANG
CHAPTER II THE LAIR
CHAPTER III THE GRAY CUB
CHAPTER IV THE WALL OF THE WORLD
CHAPTER V THE LAW OF MEAT
PART III
CHAPTER I THE MAKERS OF FIRE
CHAPTER II THE BONDAGE
CHAPTER III THE OUTCAST
CHAPTER IV THE TRAIL OF THE GODS
CHAPTER V THE COVENANT
CHAPTER VI THE FAMINE
PART IV
CHAPTER I THE ENEMY OF HIS KIND
CHAPTER lI THE MAD GOD
CHAPTER III THE REIGN OF HATE
CHAPTER IV THE CLINGING DEATH
CHAPTER V THE INDOMITABLE
CHAPTER VI THE LOVE-MASTER
PART V
CHAPTER 1 THE LONG TRAIL
CHAPTER II THE SOUTHLAND
CHAPTER III THE GOD'S DOMAIN
CHAPTER IV THE CALL OF KIND
CHAPTER V THE SLEEPING WOLF
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With the life half throttled out of him, Buck attempted toface his tormentors. But he was thrown down and chokedrepeatedly, till they succeeded in filing the heavy brass collarfrom off his neck. Then the rope was removed, and he wasflung into a cagelike crate. There he lay for the remainder of the weary night nursinghis wrath and wounded pride. He could not understandwhat it all meant. What did they want with him, thesestrange men？ Why were they keeping him pent up in thisnarrow crate？ He did not know why, but he felt oppressedby the vague sense of impending calamity. Several timesduring the night he sprang to his feet when the shed doorrattled open, expecting to see the Judge or the boys at least.But each time it was the bulging face of the saloon-keeperthat peered in at him by the sickly light of a tallow candle.And each time the joyful bark that trembled in Buck's throatwas twisted into a savage growl.But the saloon-keeper let him alone, and in the morningfour men entered and picked up the crate. More tormentors,Buck decided, for they were evil-looking creatures, raggedand unkempt; and he stormed and raged at them throughthe bars. They only laughed and poked sticks at him, whichhe promptly assailed with his teeth till he realized that thatwas what they wanted. Whereupon he lay down sullenlyand allowed the crate to be lifted into a wagon. Then he,and the crate in which he was imprisoned, began a passagethrough many hands. Clerks in the express office took chargeof him; he was carted about in another wagon; a truckcarried him, with an assortment of boxes and parcels.San Diego. Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness,had found a yellow metal, and because steamship andtransportation companies were booming the find, thousandsof men were rushing into the Northland. These men wanteddogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, withstrong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protectthem from the frost. Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa ClaraValley. Judge Miller's place, it was called. It stood backfrom the road, halfhidden among the trees, through whichglimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ranaround its four sides. The house was approached by gravelleddriveways which wound about through wide-spreadinglawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars. Atthe rear things were on even a more spacious scale than atthe front. There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants cottages, anendless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arborsgreen pastures, orchards, and berry patches. Then there wasthe pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cementtank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plungeand kept cool in the hot afternoon.And over this great demense Buck ruled. Here he was born,and here he had lived the four years of his life. It was true,there were other dogs. There could not but be other dogs onso vast a place, but they did not count. They came and went,resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in therecesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanesepug, or Ysabel the Mexican hairless——strange creaturesthat rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground. Onthe other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of themat least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabellooking out of the windows at them and protected by alegion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops. But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel dog. Thewhole realm was his. He plunged into the swimming tankor went hunting with the Judge's sons he escorted Mollieand Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or earlymorning rambles on wintry nights he lay at the Judge'sfeet before the roaring library fire he carried the Judge'sgrandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, andguarded their footsteps through wild adventures down tothe fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond where thepaddocks were, and the berry patches. Among the terriershe stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterlyignored, for he was king——king over all creeping. · -
第一次是在别的书里看到《白牙》觉得很酷炫，然而在图书馆里想起这本书靠的是作者的名字Jack London。这次看书懒得一边看一边翻字典了，没想到效果还不错。同一个人写作很多时候用词是有一个范围在的，只要大概理解了这个词在整个句子中的作用其实意思也能差不多知道了。两个故事截然相反。一只是南方家养的狗被拐卖，经历了一段拉雪橇的生活，逐渐适应了北方的棍棒规则，遇见了爱护自己的主人，同时不时地听到荒野对自己的召唤。本以为这样就结束了，但主人被印第安人残杀、自己的复仇让他终究挣脱了人类的束缚，回到了荒野中。另一只则出生在荒野，妈妈是一只被印第安人驯化过的狗，爸爸则是纯正的狼，他的血液里同时流淌着狗的温顺和狼的凶猛。幼年时因为对荒野的恐惧和对人类的依赖而放弃了荒野，开始做一只雪橇犬。他从小没有体会过人类的爱，有的只是对给自己食物和庇佑的人类的责任。一个不怀好意的懦夫将他弄到手关在笼子里，变成了一只只会厮杀的恶魔。第一次和主人见面时他撕了主人的手，但是主人每天的抚摸和温柔的语气让他的心逐渐软化了。他对主人的爱太过于执着，以至于主人的离开带给他的可能是死亡。“你不用写信给我报告白牙的情况了，我会写信告诉你的，因为我要带他一起走。”还有什么听起来比这更美妙呢，虽然他永远懂不了。最后的最后，他从一个穷凶极恶的歹徒手里救了主人一家的性命，被全家人视为珍贵的家人。他是一只狼，但他是一只受了祝福的狼，是一只家养的狼。他收起自己的尖牙、抑制自己野性的冲动，是因为他对主人的爱。虽然Jack London养狗，但还是很好奇他是怎么这么了解狼的习性的。其实他的生平也很有意思，后期还写过《黄祸》这样的文章，还得接着看[bm兴奋]
精彩短评 (总计54条)
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书很好，很喜欢，因为网速不给力，所以晚评论了哈 -
纸张方面还行，要真正的去阅读起来还是有一定的难度，如果能将一些比较难的单词附上英文解释会比较好 -
还没开始看。。不过看起来很有读的欲望 -
全英文的，买来的时候好兴奋哦，质量也不错， -
包装坏了，纸有褶皱。不如买原版的 -
还没看不过封面和纸张的质量都不错 -
本人不是很爱读小说，买个英文版的，还没有坚持读完，惭愧啊。所以推荐有兴趣、有毅力的读者购买。 -
书质量不错，就是被压的变形了。。。。非常不爽看书的心情被破坏了。。。。。 -
写了书评 交给老师 -
因为写论文才发现这本书的，真的值得大家一看，学会和动物相处，他们和我们是平等的 -
6年级学生还看不懂，要有中英对照的就好了 -
字体印刷很好，白色的纸看起来很舒服，故事很好看，对提高英文阅读能力有帮助。就是比较小本。 -
It's good to know that we are still humans, not wolves yet.哈哈 -
书是不错的，赞一个。 -
仿佛可以看到人类社会的险恶冷漠 -
包装和印刷俱佳，发货也超快。 -
还没读完，真的不错，喜欢极了 -
这个系列的书都很不错。印刷很好，而且字很大。旁边还有足够的空白地方可以做笔记。 -
这个书挺好，两本经典的都在一起了，还是原味道的书读起来有感觉，推荐！ -
good book, fast delivery -
这两本小说，冰火两重天，坚韧的抗争，铁血的意志，禅宗的归宿，如何演绎，都让人感动不已。 -
质量不错，包装还行。比较喜欢的还是故事本身。。 -
很不错的书，对英文练习很有帮助 -
还没有读完，看着还不错，只是不太习惯这种大小这种版式的书 -
大概不是英文天生母语区的人很难完全理解作者文字表达的力量。即使理解了部分，也还是觉得这样的英文很优美，感动。 -
很精美的小说 -
全英文慢慢看~~ -
书的质量不错 如果想读原版英文作品的话 这个价格还是蛮值得 -
字很清楚，纸张很好，就是物流慢了点。 -
一本不错的书，反复看了多遍。 -
对英语阅读有帮助，不错的书。 -
书的装订非常好，书也是超级好看。 -
第一次在亚马逊购物。。感觉不错，，微微有一点点破损，但完全在能接受的范围之内。。物流很快，第二天就收到了。。纸质很好，很满意 -
质量不错，字也很大，很舒服，纸质不错，封面也有欧美风 -
为孩子学英文买的。值得。 -
刚买回家，真的很好，看得我很津津有味，强烈推荐 -
英文版，纯收藏 -
内容还没看，我看起来有些费劲 -
不明白为什么会有人说杰克伦敦的文字粗糙 -
，纸张是雪白的，，前几页是关于作者生平的介绍，给我很大启发，，，就是包装差了，把我的书都弄皱了 -
喜欢狗狗。小时候的记忆，现在看一下原版 -
这版装订比较廉价 -
国内翻译过来的图书，由于译者的水平有限，都不能原汁原味地反映原作者的真实风貌。建议还是阅读原版书籍。如果卓越能够将进口图书的价格降低一些，将有助于推进普及阅读原版书籍。 -
这本书真的很不错，内容也很好，值得一看。 -
我本来打算买的是野性的呼唤，因为其他版本不太喜欢，就想两本书合订的就合订的吧，结果野性的呼唤就只占了书的页数的１／４，１／３左右*虽然书的印刷和纸张都很不错，但是和我期望的小小有点出入****** -
很好的一本书非常好 -
书包装很精美，字体适中清晰，章节印刷设计也很明了，读起来很好。只是装订有点硬，翻开书得按住，否则很快就合上了 -
包装很好~字也很大，看着舒服~就是是中国出版社出版的，不晓得和有木有差距 -
好，用经典学英语 -
全英文，有点难懂，值得看 -
故事是好故事，书是好书。杰克伦敦的经典，带给人很多思考和感动！ -
书的包装不错，内容我还没看 -
对照中英文看，比一本正经看教材有趣多了 -
书还有看，不过印刷质量还有排版都听喜欢的，值得买~