Charles Dickens: The Child´s Story - page 08 |
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So, they came
to an avenue that was darker than the rest,
and were pressing forward on their journey
without looking down it when the lady stopped. "My husband," said the lady. "I am called." They listened, and they heard a voice a long way down the avenue, say, "Mother, mother!" It was the voice of the first child who had said, "I am going to Heaven!" and the father said, "I pray not yet. The sunset is very near. I pray not yet!" But, the voice cried, "Mother, mother!" without minding him, though his hair was now quite white, and tears were on his face. Then, the mother, who was already drawn into the shade of the dark avenue and moving away with her arms still round his neck, kissed him, and said, "My dearest, I am summoned, and I go!" And she was gone. And the traveller and he were left alone together. And they went on and on together, until
they came to very near the end of the wood:
so near, that they could see the sunset
shining red before them through the trees. |
Ils arrivaient
à une avenue plus sombre que les
autres, et ils pressaient le pas sans y
jeter un regard, quand la femme s'arrêta. «Mère, mère !»
sans faire attention à ce qu'avait
dit le père, quoique ses cheveux
fussent alors tout à fait blancs,
et quoiqu'il versât des larmes. |
vocabulary | vocabulaire | |
to pray | prier | |
to mind | faire attention | |
tear | la larme | |
to summon | appeler | |
sunset | coucher de soleil |
contact mentions légales déclaration de protection de donnée |