TITLE: The
Soul of the Great Bell
AUTHOR: Lafcadio
Hearn
SETTING:
The
setting of The Soul Of The Great Bell was nearly five hundred years
ago in the City of Pecking now Beijing
CHARACTERS:
Protagonist:
Ko-Ngai – Daughter of
Kouan-Yu and the one who sacrificed herself.
Kouan-Yu
– a worthy mandarin and father of Ko-Ngai.
Antagonist:
Celestial August- The son of
heaven.
PLOT:
Exposition:
The
water-clock marks the hour in the Tachungsz',
in the Tower of the Great Bell: now the mallet is lifted to smite the
lips of the metal monster-the vast lips inscribed with Buddhist texts
from the sacred Fa-hwa-King,
from the chapters of the holy Ling-yen-King!
Hear the great bell responding!-how mighty her voice, though
tongueless! KO-NGAI!
All the little dragons on the high-tilted eaves of the green roofs
shiver to the tips of their gilded tails under that deep wave of
sound; all the porcelain gargoyles tremble on their carven perches;
all the hundred little bells of the pagodas quiver with desire to
speak.
KO-NGAI-all
the green-and-gold tiles of the temple are vibrating; the wooden
goldfish above them are writhing against the sky; the uplifted finger
of Fo shakes high over the heads of the worshippers through the blue
fog of incense!
KO-NGAI!-What
a thunder tone was that! All the lacquered goblins on the palace
cornices wriggle their fire-coloured tongues! And after each huge
shock, how wondrous the multiple echo and the great golden moan, and,
at last, the sudden sibilant sobbing in the ears when the immense
tone faints away in broken whispers of silver, as though a woman
should whisper, "Hiai!"
Even so the great bell hath sounded every day for well-nigh five
hundred years-Ko-Ngai:
first with stupendous clang, then with immeasurable moan of gold,
then with silver murmuring of "Hiai!"
And there is not a child in all the many-coloured ways of the old
Chinese city who does not know the story of the great bell, who
cannot tell you why the great bell says Ko-Ngai and Hiai!
Rising
Action:
But when
the metal had been cast, and the earthen mould separated from the
glowing casting, it was discovered that, despite their great labour
and ceaseless care, the result was void of worth; for the metals had
rebelled one against the other-the gold had scorned alliance with the
brass, the silver would not mingle with the molten iron. Therefore
the moulds had to be once more prepared, and the fires rekindled, and
the metal remelted, and all the work tediously and toilsomely
repeated. The Son of Heaven heard and was angry, but spake nothing
Climax:
Then the
father of Ko-Ngai, wild with his grief, would have leaped in after
her, but that strong men held him back and kept firm grasp upon him
until he had fainted away, and they could bear him like one dead to
his home. And the serving-woman of Ko-Ngai, dizzy and speechless for
pain, stood before the furnace, still holding in her hands a shoe, a
tiny, dainty shoe, with embroidery of pearls and flowers-the shoe of
her beautiful mistress that was. For she had sought to grasp Ko-Ngai
by the foot as she leaped, but had only been able to clutch the shoe,
and the pretty shoe came off in her hand; and she continued to stare
at it like one gone mad.
But in
spite of all these things, the command of the Celestial and August
had to be obeyed, and the work of the moulders to be finished,
hopeless as the result might be. Yet the glow of the metal seemed
purer and whiter than before; and there was no sign of the beautiful
body that had been entombed therein. So the ponderous casting was
made; and lo! when the metal had become cool, it was found that the
bell was beautiful to look upon and perfect in form, and wonderful in
colour above all other bells. Nor was there any trace found of the
body of Ko-Ngai; for it had been totally absorbed by the precious
alloy, and blended with the well-blended brass and gold, with the
intermingling of the silver and the iron. And when they sounded the
bell, its tones were found to be deeper and mellower and mightier
than the tones of any other bell, reaching even beyond the distance
of one hundred li,
like a pealing of summer thunder; and yet also like some vast voice
uttering a name, a woman's name, the name of Ko-Ngai.
Falling
Action:
And
still, between each mighty stroke there is a long low moaning heard;
and ever the moaning ends with a sound of sobbing and of complaining,
as though a weeping woman should murmur, "Hiai!"
And still, when the people hear that great golden moan they keep
silence, but when the sharp, sweet shuddering comes in the air, and
the sobbing of "Hiai!"
then, indeed, do all the Chinese mothers in all the many-coloured
ways of Pe-King whisper to their little ones: "Listen! that
is Ko-Ngai
crying for her shoe! That
is Ko-Ngai
calling for her shoe!"
Denouncement
When
Ko-Ngai sacrificed herself to make the great bell and save her
father’s life.
THEME:
The
theme of the story is Life process because it is showed in
the story the experiences of Kouan-Yu and Ko-Ngai and what a child
can do in order to save his/her parents.
LESSON:
Learn
to sacrifice and make right decisions.
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