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菲利普·普尔曼
（英国）简介
菲利普·普尔曼（Philip Pullman，1946- ），英国当代著名作家，毕业于牛津大学，曾任教威斯敏斯特大学，教授维多利亚时期文学与民间故事，目前与家人住在英国，专事写作。 除了小说，普尔曼也撰写剧本与图画书。前作《雾中红宝石》、《北方阴影》、《井中之虎》为少女莎莉·洛克赫的冒险三部曲，充满维多利亚时代的惊悚趣味，广受好评。《黑质三部曲》出版后，畅销不坠，风靡欧美，皆认为其深度与文学性足堪名列文学史。普尔曼也因此被认为是“继《魔戒》作者J·R·R·托尔金之后最优秀的盎格鲁-撒克逊奇幻小说家”。 《黑质三部曲》之一《黄金罗盘》赢得卡内基儿童文奖 《黑质三部曲》之一《黄金罗盘》赢得英国儿童文学最高奖“卫报小说奖” 《黑质三部曲》之三《琥珀望远镜》赢得惠特布里德文学奖（普尔曼也由此成为英国凭借儿童文学作品赢得该重要文学大奖的第一人） 菲利普·普尔曼赢得2005年第三届林格伦儿童文学奖。
The morning comes, the night decays, the watchmen leave their stations; The grave is burst, the spices shed, the linen wrapped up; The bones of death, the cov'ring clay, the sinews shrunk & dry'd Reviving shake, inspiring move, breathing, awakening, Spring like redeemed captives when their bonds & bars are burst.Let the slave grinding at the mill run out into the field, Let him look up into the heavens & laugh in the bright air; Let the inchained soul, shut up in darkness and in sighing, Whose face has never seen a smile in thirty weary years, Rise and look out; his chains are loose, his dungeon doors are open; And let his wife and children return from the oppressor's scourge.They look behind at every step & believe it is a dream, Singing: The Sun has left his blackness & has found a fresher morning, And the fair Moon rejoices in the clear & cloudless night; For Empire is no more, and now the Lion & Wolf shall cease.-from America: A Prophecy by William Blake O stars, isn't it from you that the lover's desire for the face of his beloved arises? Doesn't his secret insight into her pure features come from the pure constellations?-from The Third Elegy by Rainer Maria Rilke Fine vapors escape from whatever is doing the living.The night is cold and delicate and full of angels Pounding down the living. The factories are all lit up, The chime goes unheard.We are together at last, though far apart.-from The Ecclesiast by John Ashbery
Into this wild abyss, The womb of nature and perhaps her grave, Of neither sea, nor shore, nor air, nor fire, But all these in their pregnant causes mixed Confusedly, and which thus must ever fight, Unless the almighty maker them ordain His dark materials to create more worlds, Into this wild abyss the wary fiend Stood on the brink of hell and looked a while, Pondering his voyage...—John Milton, Paradise Lost, Book II The Golden Compass forms the first part of a story in three volumes. The first volume is set in a universe like ours, but different in many ways. The second volume is set partly in the universe we know. The third volume will move between the universes.
Will tugged at his mother's hand and said, Come on, come on...But his mother hung back. She was still afraid. Will looked up and down the narrow street in the evening light, along the little terrace of houses, each behind its tiny garden and its box hedge, with the sun glaring off the windows of one side and leaving the other in shadow. There wasn't much time. People would be having their meal about now, and soon there would be other children around, to stare and comment and notice. It was dangerous to wait, but all he could do was persuade her, as usual.
