牛津英文经典：儿子与情人
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作者D. H. 劳伦斯 著
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ISBN9787544773171
出版时间2018-06
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【书 名】 牛津英文经典：儿子与情人
【书 号】 9787544773171
【出 版 社】 译林出版社
【作 者】 D. H. 劳伦斯 著
【出版日期】 2018-06-01
【版 次】 1
【开 本】 16开
【定 价】 42.00元
【编辑推荐】
本书为Duckworth出版的1913年初版版本，附有小说文本解读，由伦敦大学学院英语文学教授David Trotter导读并撰写注释。
1，版本
该系列丛书是从牛津大学出版社引进的精校版本，是牛津大学出版社延续百年的版本
2，高水准的名家导读
由牛津、剑桥等名校教授撰写导读文章，对提升读者的阅读鉴赏能力大有裨益
3，便利的阅读体验
全书有丰富的注释、词汇解析和完备的背景知识介绍，非常适合自主阅读，提升阅读能力
4，合理的品种组合
在浩如烟海的典籍中，牛津大学出版社根据多年数据积累，优选了有阅读价值的文学、社科等品种
Oxford World’s Classics系牛津大学出版社百年积淀的精品书系。此番由译林出版社原版引进。除牛津品牌保证的权威原著版本之外，每册书附含名家导读、作家简介及年表、词汇解析、文本注释、背景知识拓展、同步阅读导引、版本信息等，特别适合作为大学生和学有余力的中学生英语学习的必读材料。导读者包括牛津和剑桥大学的资深教授和知名学者。整套书选目精良，便携易读，实为亲近*名著的经典读本。
【内容简介】
《儿子与情人》是劳伦斯的成名作，是他早期创作中*成熟、*有影响力的作品。矿工沃尔特·莫雷尔与敏感、清高的妻子失败的婚姻生活深深地影响了两个儿子的人生，母亲强烈、带占有性质的爱，尤其让小儿子保罗感到窒息，迫使他一有机会就设法逃脱，而在短暂的逃离中，他又常常被母亲那无形的精神枷锁牵引着，痛苦得不能自已。
*初，该书因为被斥为“有伤风化”的色情文学而先后在英美等国被禁止发行。20世纪60年代，经过轰动性的法庭审判方才解禁。随着人们对其作品认识的深入，它已被誉为世界文学名著长廊中独具特色的佳作。1999年，小说被评为“20世纪英国百部*小说”。
【目录】
CONTENTS
Acknowledgements
Introduction
Note
on the Text
Select
Bibliography
A
Chronology of D. H. Lawrence
SONS
AND LOVERS
Appendix
Explanatory
Notes
【文摘】
PART I
CHAPTER I
THE EARLY
MARRIED LIFE OF THE MORELS
‘THE
BOTTOMS’ succeeded to ‘Hell Row’. Hell Row was a block of thatched, bulging
cottages that stood by the brook-side on Greenhill Lane. There lived the colliers
who worked in the little gin-pits two fields away. The brook ran under the
alder-trees, scarcely soiled by these small mines, whose coal was drawn to the
surface by donkeys that plodded wearily in a circle round a gin. And all over
the countryside were these same pits, some of which had been worked in the time
of Charles II, the few colliers and the donkeys burrowing down like ants into
the earth, making queer mounds and little black places among the corn-fields and
the meadows. And the cottages of these coalminers, in blocks and pairs here and
there, together with odd farms and homes of the stockingers, straying over the
parish, formed the village
of Bestwood.
Then,
some sixty years ago, a sudden change took place. The gin-pits were elbowed
aside by the large mines of the financiers. The coal and iron field of
Nottinghamshire and Derbyshire was discovered. Carston, Waite and Co. appeared.
Amid tremendous excitement, Lord Palmerston formally opened the company’s first
mine at Spinney Park,
on the edge of Sherwood Forest.
About this time the notorious Hell Row, which
through growing old had acquired an evil reputation, was burned down, and much
dirt was cleansed away.
Carston, Waite and Co. found they had struck
on a good thing, so, down the valleys of the brooks from Selby and Nuttall, new
mines were sunk, until soon there were six pits working. From Nuttall, high up
on the sandstone among the woods, the railway ran, past the ruined priory of
the Carthusians and past Robin Hood’s Well, down to Spinney Park, then on to
Minton, a large mine among corn-fields; from Minton across the farm-lands of
the valleyside to Bunker’s Hill, branching off there, and running north to
Beggarlee and Selby, that looks over at Crich and the hills of Derbyshire; six
mines like black studs on the countryside, linked by a loop of fine chain, the
railway.
To accommodate the regiments ofminers,
Carston, Waite and Co. built the Squares, great quadrangles of dwellings on the
hillside of Bestwood, and then, in the brook valley, on the site of Hell Row,
they erected the Bottoms.
The Bottoms consisted of six blocks of
miners’ dwellings, two rows of three, like the dots on a blank-six domino, and
twelve houses in a block. This double row of dwellings sat at the foot of the
rather sharp slope from Bestwood, and looked out, from the attic windows at
least, on the slow climb of the valley towards Selby.
The houses themselves were substantial and
very decent. One could walk all round, seeing little front gardens with
auriculas and saxifrage in the shadow of the bottom block, sweet-williams and
pinks in the sunny top block; seeing neat front windows, little porches, little
privet hedges, and dormer windows for the attics. But that was outside; that
was the view on to the uninhabited parlours of all the colliers’ wives. The
dwelling-room, the kitchen, was at the back of the house, facing inward between
the blocks, looking at a scrubby back garden, and then at the ash-pits. And
between the rows, between the long lines of ash-pits, went the alley, where the
children played and the women gossiped and the men smoked. So, the actual
conditions of living in the Bottoms, that was so well built and that looked so
nice, were quite unsavoury because people must live in the kitchen, and the
kitchens opened on to that nasty alley of ash-pits.
Mrs Morel was not anxious to move into the
Bottoms, which was already twelve years old and on the downward path, when she
descended to it from Bestwood. But it was the best she could do. Moreover, she
had an end house in one of the top blocks, and thus had only one neighbour; on the
other side an extra strip of garden. And, having an end house, she enjoyed a
kind of aristocracy among the other women of the ‘between’ houses, because her
rent was five shillings and sixpence instead of five shillings a week. But this
superiority in station was not much consolation to Mrs Morel.
She was thirty-one years old, and had been
married eight years. A rather small woman, of delicate mould but resolute
bearing, she shrank a little from the first contact with the Bottoms women. She
came down in the July, and in the September expected her third baby.
Her
husband was a miner. They had only been in their new home three weeks when the
wakes, or fair, began. Morel, she knew, was sure to make a holiday of it. He
went off early on the Monday morning, the day of the fair. The two children
were highly excited. William, a boy of seven, fled off immediately after
breakfast, to prowl round the wakes ground, leaving Annie, who was only five,
to whine all morning to go also. Mrs Morel did her work. She scarcely knew her
neighbours yet, and knew no one with whom to trust the little girl. So she
promised to take her to the wakes after dinner.
William appeared at half-past twelve. He was
a very active lad, fair-haired, freckled, with a touch of the Dane or Norwegian
about him.
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