The Love of Country.
爱国
Tuesday, 24th.
星期二，24日。

Since the tale of the Drummer-boy has touched your heart, it should be easy for you this morning to do your composition for examination--Why you love Italy--well. Why do I love Italy? Do not a hundred answers present themselves to you on the instant? I love Italy because my mother is an Italian; because the blood that flows in my veins is Italian; because the soil in which are buried the dead whom my mother mourns and whom my father venerates is Italian; because the town in which I was born, the language that I speak, the books that educate me,--because my brother, my sister, my comrades, the great people among whom I live, and the beautiful nature which surrounds me, and all that I see, that I love, that I study, that I admire, is Italian. Oh, you cannot feel that affection in its entirety! You will feel it when you become a man; when, returning from a long journey, after a prolonged absence, you step up in the morning to the bulwarks of the vessel and see on the distant horizon the lofty blue mountains of your country; you will feel it then in the impetuous flood of tenderness which will fill your eyes with tears and will wrest a cry from your heart. You will feel it in some great and distant city, in that impulse of the soul which will impel you from the strange throng towards a workingman from whom you have heard in passing a word in your own tongue.
安利柯啊！你听了少年鼓手的故事，既然感动，那么在今天的试验里，做“爱意大利的理由”题目的文字，一定很容易了。我为什么爱意大利！因为我母系是意大利人，因为我脉管所流着的血是意大利的血，因为我祖先的坟墓在意大利，因为我自己的生地是意大利，因为我所说的话、所读的书都是意大利文，因为我的兄弟、姊妹、友人，在我周围的伟大的人们，在我周围的美丽的自然，以及其他我所见、所爱、所研究、所崇拜的一切，都是意大利的东西，所以我爱意大利。这对于祖国的感情，你现在也许尚未真实理解，将来长大了就会知道的。从外国久客归来，倚在船舷从水天中望见教国的青山，这时，自然会涌出热泪或是发出心底的叫声来。又，远游外国的时候，偶然在路上听到有人操我国的国语，必会走近去与那说话的接近。