安徒生童話：In a Thousand Years 一千年之內
yes, in a thousand years people will fly on the wings of steam through the air, over the ocean! the young inhabitants of america will become visitors of old europe. they will come over to see the monuments and the great cities, which will then be in ruins, just as we in our time make pilgrimages to the tottering splendors of southern asia. in a thousand years they will come!
the thames, the danube, and the rhine still roll their course, mont blanc stands firm with its snow-capped summit, and the northern lights gleam over the land of the north; but generation after generation has become dust, whole rows of the mighty of the moment are forgotten, like those who already slumber under the hill on which the rich trader, whose ground it is, has built a bench, on which he can sit and look out across his waving corn fields.
“to europe!” cry the young sons of america; “to the land of our ancestors, the glorious land of monuments and fancy—to europe!”
the ship of the air comes. it is crowded with passengers, for the transit is quicker than by sea. the electro-magnetic wire under the ocean has already telegraphed the number of the aerial caravan. europe is in sight. it is the coast of ireland that they see, but the passengers are still asleep; they will not be called till they are exactly over england. there they will first step on european shore, in the land of shakespeare, as the educated call it; in the land of politics, the land of machines, as it is called by others.
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