简 介

“你知道，”鼹鼠说，“我这辈子还从未坐过船。”

“什么？”水鼠叫道。“我亲爱的伙计，你算白活了！相信我，没有什么——真的没有什么——比在船上打发时光更惬意。”

从此，鼹鼠在他的朋友水鼠身边体验到了一种新的生活。在河边，在漫长的金色的夏天，风吹过柳树时，在轻轻低语着它的秘密。生活充满了兴奋和冒险，还有新的朋友：水獭和獾，当然少不了蛤蟆先生——著名的，聪明的，勇敢的，了不起的癞蛤蟆先生……

嗨，那只是蛤蟆自己对自己的评价，他的朋友们可不以为然。当他疯狂迷上驾车时，他变成了一只极愚蠢，极危险的癞蛤蟆……

肯尼斯·格拉姆，1859年生于爱丁堡，死于1932年。他就职于英格兰银行多年，同时也是一名作家。《风语河岸柳》最初只是他讲给他绰号小家鼠的小儿子阿拉斯特听的床边小故事。于1908年出版，从而成为有史以来最著名的儿童读物之一。

1 The river

The Mole worked very hard all morning, cleaning his little home. He brushed, and he washed; he cleaned the floors and the walls, he stood on chairs to wash the tops of cup boards, he got under the beds, he took up the carpets. He cleaned and he cleaned, until his arms and his back ached with tiredness.

It was springtime, and the smell and the sound of spring were everywhere, even in the Mole's dark little house under the ground. And with the spring comes the promise of change, of sunshine, of new green leaves. So it was not surprising that the Mole suddenly put down his brushes and said, 'Oh bother! 'and then, 'I'm tired of cleaning! 'Something up above the ground was calling to him, and he ran out of his house and began to dig his way upwards to the sun.

He dug and he pushed, and he pushed and he dug. 'Up we go! Up we go! 'he said to himself, until at last his nose came out into the sunlight, and he found himself in the warm grass of a field.

'This is fine! 'said the Mole. 'This is better than cleaning! 'The sunshine was warm on his back and the air was filled with the songs of birds. He gave a little jump for happiness, shook himself, and then began to cross the field towards some trees. Here and there he went, through the fields and the woods, looking and smelling and listening. Everywhere animals and birds were busy, talking and laughing, looking for food, making new homes for the spring. The Mole enjoyed it all.

Then, suddenly, he came to a river. He had never seen a river before in his life-this wonderful bright shining thing, which danced its way in and out of the shadows under the trees. It was never still for a minute, hurrying and laughing and talking to itself.

And at once, the Mole was in love with it. He walked along the river bank, listening and watching all the time. At last he sat down on the grass and looked across the river to the bank opposite. There was a dark hole in the bank, and the Mole watched it dreamily, thinking that it would be very pleasant to have a little house by the river. As he watched, he saw some thing shining in the hole. Soon he saw that it was an eye, and then a face appeared as well.

A brown little face, with whiskers.

With bright eyes, and small ears, and thick shiny hair.

It was the Water Rat!

Then the two animals stood up and looked at each other.

'Hello, Mole! 'said the Water Rat.

'Hello, Rat! 'said the Mole.

'Would you like to come over?' asked the Rat.

'Oh, it's easy to talk, 'said the Mole, a little crossly. The river was new to him and he did not know how to get to the other side.

The Rat said nothing, and disappeared. Then he appeared again, in a little blue and white boat, which came quickly across the river towards the Mole. It stopped by the bank, and a moment later the Mole, to his great surprise and excitement, found himself actually sitting in a real boat.

'Do you know, 'he said, as the Rat began to row away from the bank, 'I've never been in a boat before in all my life. '

'What?' cried the Rat. 'My dear fellow, you haven't lived! Believe me, 'he went on seriously, 'there is nothing-really nothing-nicer than just messing about in boats. You can go up river, down river, stay where you are, it really doesn't matter. There's always something to do, but you don't have to do it if you don't want to. You can do what you like. Look here! If you're not busy today, why don't we spend the day on the river together?'

The Mole had listened to all this with great interest. Now he sat back in the comfortable seat and said, 'What a wonderful day this is! Let's start at once! '

But first the Rat went into his hole, and after a while came out carrying a very large and heavy lunch basket. This went in to the boat, under the Mole's feet, and then the Rat began to row down river. The two friends talked from time to time, but mostly the Mole just watched the river dreamily, enjoying the sounds and the smells and the sunlight. At last they turned off the big river into a little side river that came down to join it. The Rat stopped the boat and they got out on to a bank of soft green grass under tall willow trees. It was very quiet and very peaceful.

The Mole sat down and looked around him. 'What a beautiful place! 'he said happily.

'Time for lunch, 'said the Rat, opening the basket. 'Come on, Mole! Let's get to work. '

The Mole was happy to obey, because he was very hungry indeed after all his cleaning earlier in the day. And what a lunch it was! There were cold meats and egg sandwiches, cooked chicken and tomatoes, apples and bananas and a large cake.

When at last they could eat no more, the Mole lay back and watched the river lazily. After a while he sat up.

'I can see a long line of bubbles in the water, 'he said. 'I wonder what it is. '

'Bubbles? Oho! 'said the Rat, and he called out across the river in a friendly kind of way.

The bubbles stopped and turned. Soon a wet whiskery nose appeared above the edge of the bank, and the Otter pulled him self out and shook the water from his coat.

'A lunch party! 'he said, going straight towards the food. 'Why didn't you invite me, Ratty?'

'We didn't plan it, 'explained the Rat. 'We only decided to come this morning. Oh, and this is my friend, Mr Mole. '

'Happy to meet you, 'said the Otter, and the two animals were friends at once.

'All the world seems to be out on the river today, 'said the Otter while he ate. 'I came up this side river to try and get a moment's peace, and then I find you fellows having a lunch party! '

Suddenly there was a noise in the thick bushes behind them, and a big black and white head looked out at them.

'Come on, old Badger! 'shouted the Rat.

The Badger came forward a few steps, then stopped. 'Hmm! A crowd! 'he said crossly, and turned his back and disappeared again into the bushes.

'What a pity! 'said the Rat. 'Dear old Badger! He's a good fellow, but he does hate a crowd. We won't see him again today. But tell us, who's out on the river?'

'Toad's out, for one, 'replied the Otter. 'In his shiny new boat. He's got new boating clothes, and everything! '

The Rat and the Otter looked at each other and laughed.

'Toad's always trying something new, 'the Rat explained to the Mole. 'But he always gets bored so quickly. Last year it was a house-boat, and he wanted to spend the rest of his life living on the river. This year it's rowing-boats. '

'He's a nice fellow, of course, 'said the Otter. 'But he never learns from his mistakes! '

From where they sat they could see a bit of the big river. And just then they saw a rowing-boat going past, and in it a short fat animal, rowing very hard and very badly.

'There's Toad going past now, 'said the Rat. 'Look at him! He'll turn that boat over in a minute. '

'Of course he will, 'laughed the Otter. Toad had now disappeared up river, and the Otter went on, 'Did I ever tell you that story about Toad and the…'

There was a sudden movement in the water near the bank. Something silvery shone for a second, then it was gone. And so was the Otter. The Mole looked down. The Otter's voice was still in his ears, but the Otter had disappeared.

There was just a long line of bubbles in the river.

The Rat sang a little song to himself, and the Mole remembered that it was not at all polite, in the animal world, to say anything if your friends disappeared at any moment, for any reason.

'Well, well, 'said the Rat. 'I suppose we should think about getting home. '

The Mole packed the things away in the lunch basket, and soon the Rat began to row gently homewards while the after noon sun went down behind the trees. The Rat was dreaming quietly to himself, but the Mole was very full of lunch and the excitements of the day. He began to think that he knew every thing about boats now.

And in a while he said, 'Ratty! Pleas, I want to row! '

The Rat shook his head with a smile. 'Not yet, my young friend, 'he said. 'Wait until you've had a few lessons. It's not as easy as it looks. '

The Mole was quiet for a minute or two. But he wanted to row very much indeed. He was sure that he could row as well as Rat. Then, before the Rat could stop him, he jumped up, and pulled the oars out of the surprised Rat's hands. The Rat fell backwards off his seat, calling out, 'Stop it, you silly fellow! You'll have us in the river! '

The Mole made a great dig at the water with the oars, but the oars never touched the water at all. The Mole's legs flew up above his head, and he found himself lying on top of the Rat in the bottom of the boat. Frightened, he tried to get up, got hold of the side of the boat, and the next moment-splash!

Over went the boat, and the Mole and the Rat and the lunch basket were all in the water.

It was the Rat, of course, who pulled the Mole out of the water, who turned the boat right way up, who found the oars, who got the lunch basket from the bottom of the river. And he laughed and laughed.

When all was ready again, the unhappy Mole sat in the boat very wet and very miserable. As they left, he said in a low voice, 'Ratty, my dear friend! I have been so silly and so ungrateful. I really am very sorry indeed. '

'That's all right! 'replied the Rat kindly. 'I'm always in and out of the water myself, so don't worry about it. But I re ally think you should come and stay with me for a while. You'll be very comfortable, and I'll teach you to row and to swim. Soon you'll be as good a boatman as any of us. '

The Mole was almost too happy to speak and could find no words to thank his friend.

When they got home, they had a good hot supper in front of a bright fire while the Rat told exciting stories of life on the river. Then he took the Mole upstairs to the best bedroom, and soon the Mole was lying warm and comfortable, listening to the sound of his new friend the River running past his bedroom window.

That was the first of many wonderful days for the Mole, as the spring turned slowly into a golden summer. He learnt to swim and to row, and he learnt to love the sound of the wind when it went whispering its secrets through the trees and the plants by the river.

1 河

鼹鼠整个早上都在辛苦地打扫着他的小屋。他扫着，洗着；拖地板，掸墙壁，一会儿站在椅子上擦洗着食品柜顶。一会儿钻进床底清理杂物，一会儿又卷起地毯。他不停地清扫着，直到累得胳膊酸脊背疼。

这正是开春时节，到处都充满了春天的气息，就连鼹鼠这个地下阴暗的小窝里也洋溢着春意。春天，意味着万物变化，阳光明媚，新叶吐芽，所以大家一点也不奇怪鼹鼠突然扔下扫帚感叹道：“噢，真无聊！我讨厌大扫除！”地面上有什么东西在召唤着他，他跑出房间，开始挖洞钻向有阳光照耀的地方。

他挖了推，推了挖，嘴里还喃喃自语着“向上！向上！”最后他的鼻子触到了阳光，他发现他正在一块田地的暧烘烘的草丛里。

“这真不错！”鼹鼠说道，“这比大扫除要好的多！”太阳照在他的背上，暖洋洋的，四周有鸟儿在唱着动听的歌。他高兴地蹦了一下，活动活动筋骨，然后穿过田地向树丛走去。他这里走走，那里转转，穿过田野，逛过树林，最大限度地调动自己的视觉，嗅觉和听觉。各处的动物和鸟儿都一边说笑着，一边忙着找食物，忙着为春天筑新巢。鼹鼠可喜欢这些了。

不知不觉，他来到了一条河边。他至今还从未见过河水——这个明澈耀眼的奇妙之物，它欢蹦乱跳地穿梭在岸边树林的倒影之间。它从不停息，匆匆奔流着，却一路欢声笑语。

鼹鼠马上就喜欢上它了。他沿着河岸走着，并一直听着，看着。最后他坐在草地上欣赏着河对岸的风景。那儿有一个黑洞，鼹鼠出神地看着，想：在河边有一间小房子应该会很惬意的。他看着看着，发现有东西在洞里闪烁。很快他看清那是一只眼睛，然后一张脸也出现了。

一张褐色的小脸，长着几根胡须。

眼睛亮亮的，耳朵小小的，毛发厚而亮。

这是只水老鼠。

于是他们俩都站了起来，看着对方。

“你好，鼹鼠！”

“你好，水鼠！”

“你愿意过来吗？”水鼠问道。

“噢，说起来容易，”鼹鼠有点嗔怪地说。河，对他来说是很陌生的，他不知道怎样才能到达河对岸。

水鼠一声没吭便不见了，不久又出现了，坐在一条蓝白相间的小船上，它很快地向鼹鼠这边驶来，靠岸边停了下来。不一会儿，鼹鼠满怀好奇和兴奋地发现他自己确确实实地坐在了一条真正的船上。

“你知道吗，”当水鼠将船划离河岸时，鼹鼠对他说，“我这辈子还从未坐过船呢。”

“什么？”水鼠叫道。“我亲爱的伙计，你算白活了！相信我，”他一本正经地继续着，“没有什么——真的没有什么——比在船上打发时光更惬意。你可以划向河的上游，或下游，还可以随意停下来，一点问题也没有。总有事做，但如果你不想去做也不用勉强，你可以干你愿意干的事。看这儿！如果你今天没事，我们为什么不一起在河上玩它一整天呢？”

鼹鼠带着极大的兴趣听完了这一切。然后，他向后靠坐在那张舒服的座位上回答道：“这将是多么美妙的一天！我们现在就出发吧！”

但是水鼠先回到了洞里，一会儿又出来了，提着一只又大又沉的午餐篮。他把篮子移进船内鼹鼠的脚下，然后开始向下游划去。这俩朋友时不时地聊着天，但更多的时候，鼹鼠仅仅是神思恍惚地注视着河水，享受着自然界的音响，气味，还有阳光。最后他们划离主河道转入一条与大河交汇的小支流。后来水鼠把船停了下来，他们就一起上了岸。岸上高大的柳树掩映着一片松软的绿油油的草地，非常安怡恬静。

鼹鼠坐下来，看了看他的周围，愉快地说道：“多么美丽的地方！”

“该用午餐了，”水鼠边说边打开篮子，“快点，鼹鼠！过来准备吧。”

鼹鼠高兴地服从吩咐，经过一早上的大扫除，他确实非常饿。这是一顿多么丰富的午餐啊！有冷肉和鸡蛋三明治，有炸鸡和西红柿、苹果、香蕉，还有一大块蛋糕。

最后他们再也吃不下了，鼹鼠躺倒在地，懒懒地看着河水。不一会儿，他坐了起来说：“我看见水里有一长串水泡，那是什么？”

“水泡？哦噢！”水鼠友好地向河水那儿叫道。

水泡没了，又转到了另一个地方。很快一个湿漉漉的长着胡须的鼻子出现在河岸边，水獭爬上了岸，抖动着外衣上的水。

“午餐派对！”他边说边径直向食物走去。“你为什么不邀请我，阿鼠？”

“我们不是事先计划好的，”水鼠解释道。“我们今天早上才决定过来的。哦，这是我的朋友，鼹鼠先生。”

“很高兴认识你，”水獭招呼道，这两只动物马上就成了朋友。

“今天所有人似乎都在河上，”水獭边吃边说，“我游到这条支流上是想安静一会儿，不想却碰到你们哥俩在搞午餐派对！”

突然，他们身后浓密的灌木丛里发出了响声，一个大大的黑白脑袋探出头瞅着他们。

“过来，老獾！”水鼠叫道。

獾向前走了几步又停下来，“呣，这么挤！”他愠怒地说着，转身消失在灌木丛里。

“多遗憾！”水鼠叹道。“亲爱的老獾！他人倒不错，就是讨厌人多，今天就甭想见他了。但你给我们说说，谁还在河上？”

“癞蛤蟆出来了，算他一个，”水獭回答道。“坐在他那亮晃晃的新船上，穿着崭新的划船装，总之，什么都是新的！”

水鼠和水獭相互对视一下，然后笑了起来。

“癞蛤蟆总是在尝试新鲜的玩意儿，”水鼠向鼹鼠解释。“但他总是很快又厌倦了。去年是一种房子船，他曾打算在河上度过他的余生。今年他又喜欢上了划艇。”

“当然，他这哥们儿不错，”水獭接着说，“但是他从来不从他的错误里吸取教训！”

从他们坐的地方能看见大河的一点风景。这时，他们恰好看到一艘划艇经过，一只短粗肥胖的动物正在非常吃力、非常笨拙地划船。

“正朝这边来的就是蛤蟆，”水鼠说，“看他！很快就会把船弄翻的。”

“那是当然的，”水獭笑道，癞蛤蟆此时已不在他们视线里了，水獭继续着，“我曾告诉过你关于蛤蟆的故事和那……”

只见岸边的水突然晃动了一下，什么东西银光一闪便不见了，水獭也一晃眼就离开了。鼹鼠低头看着河水，水獭的声音仍在耳边未落，但身影已消失。河面上仅仅留下了一长串水泡。

水鼠自个儿哼着歌，鼹鼠记起来了：在动物世界里，不管你的朋友在何时为何事突然消失，你都不能发表任何看法，否则就会被视为无礼。

“好了，好了，”水鼠说。“我想我们该准备回家了。”

鼹鼠把东西收拾到午餐篮里，很快水鼠就开始轻松地划着船回去了。午后的太阳已落在树后，水鼠在那儿一声不吭沉浸在自己的梦中，鼹鼠则满肚子的午餐，满脑子的兴奋。他开始认为他现在完全了解船了。

过了一会，他说：“阿鼠！拜托，我想划船！”

水鼠微笑着摇摇头。“还不行，我年轻的朋友，”他说。“等你学了几招再划，这并不像看起来那么简单。”

鼹鼠安静了一两分钟，但是他确实非常想划船，他相信他能划得像水鼠那样好。紧接着，他跳了起来，水鼠还没来得及阻止，他已从吃惊的水鼠手中抽过船桨。水鼠从座位上摔了下来，叫道：“停下，你这傻蛋！你会把我们弄下水的！”

鼹鼠用木桨在水面上划过很大的弧度，但双桨根本挨不着水，而他的腿已翘过他的头，他发现他正压在摔倒在船底板上的水鼠身上。惊恐中，他试图站起来，便抓住船的一边，只听——扑通一声。

船翻了，鼹鼠，水鼠，午餐篮统统落入水里。

是水鼠，当然是水鼠把鼹鼠拉出水面，是他把船翻正，找回双桨，从河底捞出午餐篮，然后他笑个不停。

待一切收拾停当，鼹鼠不开心地坐在船上，浑身湿漉漉的，非常可怜。当他们起程回家时，他低声地说，“阿鼠，我亲爱的朋友！我是多么愚蠢，多么不知好歹，我真的非常抱歉。”

“没什么！”水鼠友善地回答道。“我总是在水里出入，不要为此担心。但是我真的认为你应该来和我呆一段时间。你会很舒服的，我将教你划船，教你游泳，不久你就会和我们划得一样好。”

鼹鼠太高兴了，他简直不知道该说什么来感谢他的朋友。

他们回到家，坐在明亮的火炉前用着可口的热乎乎的晚餐，水鼠边吃边说着河上的生活趣事。然后他把鼹鼠带到楼上最好的卧室，不久鼹鼠就暖和地，舒服地躺下了，聆听着他的新朋友——河水——流过窗边的声音。

那是春天慢慢向金色的夏天转变时，鼹鼠所经历的多彩生活的第一天。从那以后，他学着游泳，划船，还学着去喜欢听风声——听它吹过河边的树木和花草时沙沙低语着自己的秘密。

2 The open road

One bright summer morning the Mole and the Rat were out on the river bank, watching the world go by. The Rat was writing a song and was singing quietly to himself as he tried different words.

'Ratty, 'said the Mole, 'could I ask you something?'

'Mmm, 'the Rat said, not really listening. 'Sky, fly, high, die, why…Oh dear! What did you say, Mole?'

'Will you take me to visit Mr Toad? I've heard so much about him, and I do want to meet him. '

'Why, of course, 'said the Rat kindly. 'Get the boat out, and we'll row up there now. Toad's always happy to see his friends. '

'He must be a very nice animal, 'said the Mole, as he got into the boat and took the oars.

'He's the best of animals, 'replied the Rat. 'Kind, friendly-not very clever, perhaps, and sometimes he's just a little bit boastful, but he's a good fellow really. '

The Mole rowed hard up the river and in a while they came to a large red house, with beautiful gardens reaching down to the water's edge.

'There's Toad Hall, 'said the Rat. 'It's a lovely old house-Toad is very rich, you know, and this is really one of the nicest houses on the river. But we never say that to Toad, of course. '

They left their boat by the boathouse at the end of the gar den. The boathouse was full of expensive boats, which looked new and mostly unused.

The Rat looked around him. 'I see that all the boats are out of the water, 'he said. 'I suppose Toad has finished with boating now and has some new interest to amuse him. '

They walked over the grass towards the house and soon found Toad, resting in a garden-chair and carefully studying a large map.

'Wonderful! 'he cried, as he saw them. 'You're just the fellow that I wanted to see, Ratty. 'He jumped up and came towards them, talking all the time, and gave the Rat no time to introduce the Mole. 'I need you very much-both of you. You've got to help me. It's most important! '

'It's about your rowing, I suppose, 'said the Rat, keeping his face very serious. 'You will learn to do it in the end, you know, if you're patient and work hard and----'

'Oh, bother boats! 'the Toad said crossly. 'I've finished with boats. Silly way to pass the time. No, I've discovered the real thing-the best way, the only way, to spend one's life. Come with me, dear Ratty, and your kind friend too, and I will show you! '

He took them round to the other side of the house, and there they saw a shiny new gipsy caravan. It had yellow and green sides, and red wheels.

'There you are! 'cried the Toad. 'There's real life for you. The open road, the fields, the hills…villages, towns, cities! Here today, off to a different place tomorrow! Travel, change, interest-the world in front of you! '

The Mole was very interested and excited, and followed the Toad inside the caravan to look around. But the Rat shook his head and waited outside.

When they came down the steps again, the Toad was still talking excitedly to the Mole. 'So you see, everything is ready for when we start this afternoon. '

'What was that?' said the Rat slowly. 'Did you say“we”and “start”and“this afternoon”?'

'Now, dear good old Ratty, 'said Toad quickly, 'don't talk in that cross voice. You know you've got to come. You can't stay by your boring old river all your life. I want to show you the world! '

'I don't care, 'said the Rat calmly. 'I'm not coming, and that's final. I'm going to stay by my old river, and what's more, Mole's going to stay with me, aren't you, Mole?'

'Of course I am, 'said the Mole bravely. But his face looked sad. Poor Mole! He thought that life in a caravan on the open road would be an exciting adventure.

The Rat saw his sad face and felt worried. He liked his friends to be happy and he could see that the Mole really wanted to go.

Toad watched them both carefully. 'Come in and have some lunch, 'he said pleasantly, 'and we'll talk it over. '

During lunch-which was excellent, of course, because everything at Toad Hall always was-the Toad talked and talked. He was full of wonderful plans. How interesting each day would be! What adventures the three friends would have together! Ah, the happiness of the travelling life!

In the end, of course, the Rat agreed to go, and by the evening they found themselves on a lonely hillside miles from home. It had been a golden afternoon, and even the Rat had enjoyed the journey so far. Only the old grey horse was not very happy. He had to do all the hard work of pulling the caravan, and he was not at all pleased about it.

The next morning the Toad was still sleeping deeply when the other two got up. They shook him very hard but couldn't wake him, so they had to do all the work. The Rat took care of the horse, lit the fire, and did last night's washing-up. The Mole walked to the nearest village, a long way away, to get milk and eggs and bread, which the Toad had, of course, for gotten to bring. And when at last the Toad got up, he said what a pleasant easy life it was on the open road.

The day passed happily as they travelled over green hills and along narrow country roads. But the next morning the Rat and the Mole got Toad out of bed and made sure that he did some of the work. Because of this, Toad said very little about a pleas ant easy life. Later, he even tried to get back into bed, but the Mole and the Rat pulled him out again.

The end of their journey came very suddenly. In the after noon they were travelling along a big road. The Mole was walking beside the horse, and the Toad and the Water Rat were walking behind the caravan, talking together. Actually, the Toad was talking, and the Rat was listening-some of the time.

Then they heard a noise behind them, and looking back, they saw a small cloud of dust. It made a 'Poop-poop! 'sound, and it was coming towards them very fast indeed.

Seconds later, the peace of the afternoon was destroyed in a storm of noise and wind and dust. The' poop-poop' rang with a shout in their ears, and an enormous, long, shining motorcar roared past them and disappeared over the hill.

The old grey horse, wild with fear, tried to get off the road. The caravan's wheels began to go down into the ditch along the edge. Then there was a terrible crash-and the beautiful yellow and green caravan lay helplessly on its side.

The Rat jumped up and down in the road, shouting angrily. 'Stupid, dangerous people! The police should lock you up in prison! '

He and the Mole managed to calm the horse, and then they went to look at the caravan. Two wheels had come off, the windows were broken, and bits of wood lay everywhere. They tried to pull it out of the ditch, but they couldn't move it.

'Hi! Toad! 'they cried. 'Come and help us, can't you! '

The Toad never answered a word, so they went to see what was the matter with him. They found him sitting in the middle of the road, with a dreamy smile on his face and happily whispering, 'Poop-poop! '

The Rat shook him, not very gently. 'Are you coming to help us, Toad?' he asked crossly.

'Oh, what happiness! 'whispered Toad to himself. 'The real way to travel! The only way to travel! Here one minute-miles away in seconds! Wonderful! Poop-poop! '

'Oh, do stop being so silly, Toad! 'cried the Mole.

'And I never knew! 'the Toad went on dreamily. 'I never dreamt! What clouds of dust will fly up behind me as I drive like the wind! I've finished with silly old caravans for ever. Poop-poop! '

'What are we going to do with him?' the Mole asked the Water Rat.

'Nothing, 'replied the Rat. 'There's nothing that we can do. I know Toad. When he gets a new idea into his head, he al ways goes crazy at first. He'll be like this for some days now. Come on, we'll have to do everything by ourselves. '

They had to leave the caravan in the ditch and walk to the nearest town, five or six miles away. There they asked some body to take care of the horse, and found somebody who agreed to fetch the broken caravan. Then they caught a train to a station near Toad Hall, took Toad home, went down to the boat, and then at last they sat down to a late supper in Rat's comfortable little home by the river.

The next day was a lazy one. In the evening the Mole was sitting on the river bank fishing, when the Rat, who had been to visit friends, came to find him.

'Heard the news?' the Rat said. 'Everybody's talking about it, all along the river bank. Toad went up to town by an early train this morning. And he has ordered a large and very expensive motor-car. '

2 宽敞的公路

一个灿烂的夏日早晨，鼹鼠和水鼠在河岸边散步，欣赏着世界的变幻。水鼠正在写一首歌，他试着用不同的词轻声地自哼自唱。

“阿鼠，”鼹鼠说，“我能问你一些事吗？”

“呣，”水鼠似听非听地说着，“天空、飞翔、高潮、死亡，为什么……噢，亲爱的！你说什么，鼹鼠？”

“你能带我去拜访癞蛤蟆先生吗？我已听了许多有关他的事，我确实想见他。”

“呃，当然，”水鼠和善地说，“把船拉出来，我们现在就划过去，蛤蟆一直都很乐意见他的朋友。”

“他一定是只很不错的动物，”鼹鼠边说边走上船拿起双桨。

“他是动物中最好的，”水鼠回答道。“善良，友好——也许不很聪明，有时他仅仅有点爱吹牛，但是他确实是个好人。”

鼹鼠吃力地向上游划着，不一会儿他们到了一所大大的红房子前面，那儿美丽的花园一直延伸到河的边缘。

“那是蛤蟆宅第，”水鼠说，“一所可爱的老宅——癞蛤蟆很富有，你知道吧，这是河边最好的房子之一。当然我们从来没有对蛤蟆这样说过。”

他们把船停在花园尽头的船室里，船室内停满了昂贵而崭新的船，看上去大多没用过。

水鼠看了看他的周围，说：“我发现所有的船都没停在水里，我猜蛤蟆现在不再玩船了，肯定又有什么新鲜有趣的东西吸引着他。”

他们穿过草坪向房子走去，很快便看见了癞蛤蟆，他正坐在花园椅里仔细地研究着地图。

“太棒了！”癞蛤蟆一看到他们就叫了起来。“我正想见你呢，阿鼠，”他跳了起来，向他们走去，嘴里说个不停，根本不给水鼠时间来介绍鼹鼠。“我非常需要你——你们俩。你们得帮我，这是最最重要的！”

“我想，是关于划船吧，”水鼠一本正经地说。“你总算要学了，你知道吧，如果你耐心点，刻苦点，再——”

“噢，讨厌的船！”癞蛤蟆气恼地说。“我不再划船了，简直是打发日子的傻办法。是的，我已发现了一个真正的活法——最好的，唯一的活法。跟我来，亲爱的阿鼠，还有你好心的朋友，我要带你们去看看！”

他带他们绕到了房子的另一头，那儿他们看见一辆锃亮崭新的吉普赛大篷车，镶滚着黄绿边，轮子是红色的。

“你们看！”癞蛤蟆叫道，“这才是属于你们的真正的生活。宽敞的公路、原野、山峦……村庄、城镇、都市！今天在这儿，明天到另一个不同的地方！旅行、变幻、趣味——世界就在你的面前！”

鼹鼠觉得非常有趣，非常兴奋，他跟着癞蛤蟆走进大篷车参观，但水鼠摇着头，在外面等着。

当他们再次踩踏脚板下来时，蛤蟆仍兴奋地对鼹鼠说：“你看见了，一切已准备就绪，我们今天下午就出发。”

“你说什么？”水鼠慢慢地说，“你是说‘我们’‘今天下午’‘出发’？”

“好了，亲爱的好阿鼠，”蛤蟆急忙说，“不要用那种厉害的口气说话，你知道，你该有所进展了，你不能一辈子呆在你那条乏味的老河边，我想带你看看外面的世界！”

“我不在乎，”水鼠平静地说，“我不想有所改变，这就是我最终的决定，我将呆在我的老河旁，另外，鼹鼠将和我呆在一起，是不是，鼹鼠？”

“当然，是这样，”鼹鼠勇敢地说，但却显得有些垂头丧气，可怜的鼹鼠！他想：坐在大篷车里走在宽敞的公路上的生活一定是很刺激有趣的经历。

水鼠看着他那伤感的样子，很担心。他希望他的朋友开心快乐，他能看出鼹鼠真的想去。

癞蛤蟆审视着他们俩，然后愉快地说：“进来用点午餐，然后再聊这事。”

就餐时——午餐当然是一流的，因为蛤蟆宅第的一切总是如此——癞蛤蟆说个没完。他满脑子美妙的计划，每一天都将多么有趣！他们三位朋友在一起将会有多么刺激兴奋的经历！啊，幸福的旅行生活！

最后，当然，水鼠同意去了。傍晚他们到了离家数里的一个孤零零的山坡上。那是一个金色的下午，现在甚至水鼠也非常喜欢这次旅行。只有老灰马不很乐意，他得干所有拉大篷车的苦力活，他根本就不爱这份工作。

第二天早上，水鼠和鼹鼠起床了，癞蛤蟆还在呼呼大睡。他们俩用力摇他，但弄不醒他，因此他们不得不干所有的活。水鼠照料马，生起火，还清洗了昨晚的脏物。鼹鼠则步行长长的一段路到最近的村庄去弄些牛奶、鸡蛋和面包，这些，癞蛤蟆当然忘了随车带来。最后癞蛤蟆起床了，他说，在宽敞公路上的旅行生活是多么轻松愉快。

然后，他们翻过青山，沿着一条狭窄的乡村小路旅行着，就这样快快乐乐地过了一天。但是第三天早上，水鼠和鼹鼠把癞蛤蟆从床上拉了起来，要他也干些活。就为这，癞蛤蟆很少再说多么轻松愉快之类的话了。后来他甚至还想回到床上继续睡觉，但鼹鼠和水鼠又把他拉了出来。

他们的旅行结束得很突然。那天下午，他们正行进在一条大马路上，鼹鼠走在马旁，癞蛤蟆和水鼠在大篷车后面边走边聊着天，确切地说——很多时候——癞蛤蟆在说，水鼠在听。

这时他们听见身后有什么声音，便回过头，他们看见一小团尘雾，发着“扑扑-扑扑”的声音，正朝他们疾速地席卷而来。

几秒钟之后，下午的宁静就在一阵嘈杂中、风中、尘雾中被打破了。伴随着震耳欲聋的“扑扑-扑扑”声，一辆巨大的、长长的、锃亮的汽车从他们身边呼啸而过，消失在山那边。

老灰马极度恐惧试图离开公路。大篷车的轮子便开始顺着路沿向沟里滑去，然后只听一阵可怕的稀里哗啦声——美丽的黄绿大篷车无助地歪倒在地。

水鼠在公路上又蹦又跳，愤怒地喊道：“愚蠢、危险的人！警察应该把你们关在监狱里！”

他和鼹鼠设法使老马安静，然后开始检查大篷车。车的两只轮子掉了，窗子也摔烂了，木头片到处都是。他们试着把它从沟里拉出来，但却弄不动它。

“嗨，癞蛤蟆！”他们叫道，”过来帮帮我们，行不行，你！”

癞蛤蟆不答一句话，因此他们走过去看看他是怎么了。只见他坐在公路中间，脸上挂着梦幻似的微笑，嘴里愉快地嘟哝着，“扑扑-扑扑！”

水鼠用力地摇着他，“你能不能过来帮帮我们，癞蛤蟆？”他生气地问。

“噢，多么幸福！”癞蛤蟆自言自语道，“旅行的真正方式！旅行的唯一方式！刚才在这儿，几秒钟后就在数里之外！太棒了！扑扑-扑扑！”

“噢，不要犯傻了，癞蛤蟆！”鼹鼠叫道。

“而我竟不知道！”癞蛤蟆仍然魂牵梦萦似地继续着，“我从未梦想过！当我风驰电掣似地驾车时，多少尘雾将在我身后扬起！那辆可笑的愚蠢的大篷车将永远消失。扑扑-扑扑！”

“我们将拿他怎么办？”鼹鼠问水鼠。

“没办法，”水鼠回答道，“我们什么也帮不了。我了解癞蛤蟆，当他有了新的想法时，刚开始他总是有些疯狂。他像这样还得过一些日子。过来，我们得自己干完这一切。”

他们不得不将大篷车先留在沟里，步行到五、六英里以外最近的城镇。在那儿，他们叫人照看灰马，又找了个愿意取回破车的人。然后他们坐火车到蛤蟆宅第附近的车站，把癞蛤蟆送回家后，他们坐上船，最后终于坐在了水鼠舒服的河边小屋吃迟到的晚餐。

第二天是慵懒的一天。傍晚时分鼹鼠坐在河岸钓鱼，水鼠拜访朋友回来后找到了他。

水鼠对他说：“听到消息了吗？河岸边的每个人都在谈论这件事。癞蛤蟆今早搭头班火车去了城镇，订购了一辆非常昂贵的大汽车。”

3 The Wild Wood

The Mole had wanted for a long time to meet the Badger. He often spoke about his wish to the Water Rat, but the Rat didn't seem to want to do anything about it.

'It's all right, 'the Rat always said. 'Badger will come past one day, and then I'll introduce you. '

'Couldn't you invite him to dinner or something?' asked the Mole.

'He wouldn't come, 'said the Rat. 'He hates crowds, and parties, and dinners, and all that kind of thing. '

'Well then, shall we go and visit him?'

'Oh, no! , the Rat said. 'He's very shy, and he wouldn't like that at all. I know him very well, but I've never visited his home. And it's not really possible to go there, because he lives right in the middle of the Wild Wood. '

'You said you would tell me about the Wild Woo, 'said the Mole, 'but you never did. Aren't they-aren't they very nice people in there?'

'Well, 'said the Rat, 'the squirrels are all right, and the rabbits-most of them. And Badger, of course. He likes living there. And nobody gives him any trouble. '

'But who could give trouble?' asked the Mole.

'There are, well, others, 'the Rat went on slowly. 'Weasels…stoats…ferrets, and so on. They're all right in a way. Most of the time. But, well, you wouldn't want to turn your back to them in the dark, and that's a fact. Don't worry about Badger. He'll come along one day. '

But the summer passed and the Badger never came along.

Soon the days grew shorter, and the cold weather kept the animals inside their comfortable houses. The Rat slept a lot in the winter, going to bed early and getting up late. During his short day, he wrote songs and did small jobs in the house. And, of course, there were always animals calling in for a comfort able talk round the fire, telling stories and remembering the good times and the adventures of the past summer.

One afternoon, while the Rat was sleeping peacefully in front of the fire, the Mole decided to go out by himself and take a walk in the Wild Wood. 'Perhaps, 'he thought, 'I'll meet Mr Badger, and then I can introduce myself. '

It was a cold afternoon, with a hard grey sky. The Mole hurried along, enjoying the quietness of the winter day, and after a time he saw in front of him the black shape of the Wild Wood.

He was not at all frightened at first. It was a strange, dark place, but the Mole found that exciting. He went deeper and deeper into the wood, where the light was less and the trees grew close together. Everything was very still now, and the darkness seemed to come down quickly, shutting the Mole off from the outside world.

Then the faces began.

Out of the corner of his eye, the Mole thought that he saw a face looking at him from a hole a little narrow face, with hard unfriendly eyes. When he turned to look straight at it, the thing had disappeared.

He hurried on, telling himself not to be silly. He passed an other hole, and another, and-yes! Eyes were looking at him, then disappearing again into the darkness. Soon, every hole had a face, which watched him with eyes full of hate.

The Mole felt he had to get away from these faces. He turned off the path and hurried into the thickest part of the wood.

Then the whistling began.

It was soft, and far behind him, when he first heard it. Then it seemed to come from in front of him, more loudly. The Mole stopped and listened, then went on again. He was trying hard to stay calm, but his heart was beating very fast. He was alone, and far from help, and the night was coming down quickly.

Then the pattering began.

At first he thought it was only falling leaves, but then the noise grew louder and nearer, and the Mole knew what it was. It was the sound of little feet running-behind him, in front of him, on all sides of him. All the wood seemed to be alive, running, following, chasing something-or somebody. The frightened Mole began to run too, but he did not know where. He ran into trees and bushes, he fell over things and into things, he picked himself up and ran on. At last he found a deep dark hole in the bottom of an old tree and fell into it, too tired to run another step. He lay there, shaking with fear, and listened to the whistlings and the patterings outside. Now he understood why the Rat did not want to talk about it, and why other small animals from the fields and the river bank never came here. Be cause now, the Mole had felt it himself-the Terror of the Wild Wood.

All this time the Rat, warm and comfortable, was sleeping in front of his fire. When he woke up, he looked round for his friend, but the Mole was not there. He called out' Moly! 'several times, and when he heard no answer, he got up and went out into the hall.

The Mole's hat was missing, and so were his boots.

The Rat left the house and looked around. The ground was soft from rain, and he could see clearly which way the Mole had gone-straight towards the Wild wood.

The Rat stood thinking for a moment, looking very serious. Then he went back into the house, took a gun and a thick heavy stick, and hurried away across the fields.

Inside the wood it was nearly dark, and the whistling and the pattering began almost at once. But when the faces in the holes saw the Rat's gun and his thick heavy stick, they disappeared immediately, and everything became still and quiet. Patiently, the Rat began to search the wood from end to end, calling all the time, 'Moly, Moly! Where are you? It's me-it's old Rat! '

At last, to his great happiness, he heard a little answering cry, and soon he found the Mole in his hiding-place in the tree.

'Oh, Ratty! 'cried the Mole. 'I'm so pleased to see you! I've been so frightened, I can't tell you! '

'I can understand that, 'said the Rat kindly. 'You see, Mole, it's really not a good idea to come here alone. We river bankers always come in twos or threes, if we have to come here. Of course, if you're Badger or Otter, then there's no problem. '

'Surely the brave Mr Toad is happy to come here alone, isn't he?' asked the Mole.

'Old Toad?' said the Rat, laughing loudly. 'He doesn't put his nose inside the Wild Wood-much too frightened! '

The Mole felt a little happier when he heard this, but he was still too tired to start the journey home. So he lay down to sleep under some dry leaves, while the Rat sat next to him, patiently waiting.

The Mole woke up feeling much better, and ready to leave. The Rat put his head out of the entrance of the hole, and then the Mole heard him say, 'Oh dear, oh dear! '

'What's the matter, Ratty?' asked the Mole.

'Snow, 'replied the Rat. 'It's snowing hard. But we can't stay here all night-it's too cold, and too dangerous. We'll just have to start walking, and hope. The trouble is, I don't really know where we are, and in the snow everything looks so different. '

It did indeed. The white blanket of snow covered everything, hiding the paths, changing the shapes of the trees and bushes. An hour later, they were wet, cold, aching with tiredness, and had no idea where they were.

They sat down for a rest and were moving on again when the Mole gave a sudden cry and fell forward on his face.

'Oh, my leg! 'he cried. 'I've hit my leg on something really hard. '

'Let's have a look, 'said the Rat, sitting down beside him. 'That's a very deep cut, 'he said, surprised. 'I wonder what…'Suddenly, he got up and began to dig in the snow.

'What are you doing, Ratty?' said the Mole.

The Rat just went on digging. Then he found something, and immediately began to dance round it excitedly.

'Look at this, Mole! 'he shouted. 'Just look at this! '

The Mole looked. Then he looked at his fried. 'It's a doors-craper. Why get excited about a door-scraper?'

'Don't you understand, you silly animal?' cried the Rat.

'I understand that somebody's been very careless, leaving a door-scraper lying in the middle of the Wild Wood, for other people to fall over. And when I get home----'

'Oh, dear, oh dear! 'cried the Rat. 'Just stop arguing, and dig! Or do you want to spend all night in the snow?'

The Mole did what he was told, although he thought his friend was going crazy. The two animals dug and dug, and after ten minutes' hard work they were successful.

The Mole had thought that they were digging into a snow bank, but now he saw that there was a door under the snow. A green door, with a long bell-pull beside it, and a name on it in big letters which said:

MR BADGER

The Mole fell backwards on the snow in surprise. 'Oh, Rat! 'he cried. 'How clever you are! And how stupid I am! '

'Never mind all that, 'said the Rat. 'Just get up and pull on that bell, while I knock on the door. '

The Rat banged on the door with his stick, and the Mole pulled. And from somewhere far under the ground they could just hear the sound of a deep, slow bell.

3 野树林

很长时间以来鼹鼠一直想见獾，他时常把这个愿望告诉水鼠，但水鼠似乎对此无动于衷。

他总是说：“没问题，獾总有一天要经过这儿，到时我会把他介绍给你。”

“你能不能邀请他吃饭或别的什么？”鼹鼠问道。

“他不愿意来。他讨厌人群、派对、聚餐和诸如此类的事。”

“那么，我们是不是应该去拜访他？”

“噢，不！”水鼠答道，“他非常害羞，他根本就不喜欢来访。我跟他很熟，但我从没去过他家。而且去那儿也不大可能，因为他刚好住在野树林中间。”

“你说过要告诉我一些关于野树林的事，但你从没谈过。他们——他们那儿的人不是很好吗？”

“喔，”水鼠说，“松鼠很好，还有野兔——他们中大多数都不错，当然还有獾。他喜欢住在那儿，而且谁也没敢给他找麻烦。”

“但是谁会惹麻烦呢？”鼹鼠问。

“有那么一些，”水鼠不紧不慢地继续说，“黄鼠狼……大白鼬……雪貂等等。大部分时间里他们一般都不错，但是，在黑暗中你别想背对着他们的，这是事实。不要担心獾，他总有一天要经过这儿的。”

但是夏天过去了，獾还是没来过。

不久，白天越来越短，寒冷的天气使得动物们都呆在他们舒适的家里。水鼠在冬季也是早睡迟起，瞌睡很多。在短短的白天里，他在家里写些歌，干些小活。当然，总是有些动物来串门，围坐在火炉边舒舒服服地闲聊，说说故事，回忆逝去的夏日里的美好时光和冒险经历。

一天下午，水鼠在火炉前安睡，鼹鼠决定独个儿出去，到野树林里散散步。“也许，”他想，“我能碰见獾先生，然后我可以作个自我介绍。”

那天下午很冷，天空阴沉沉的。鼹鼠向前赶着路，享受着冬日里的宁静，一会儿，他就看见了前面野树林黑黝黝的轮廓。

这是一个陌生的，阴暗的地方，他起先一点也不害怕，反而觉得很兴奋。他向森林深处走着走着，光线越来越淡，树木长得越来越密。现在一切非常安静，黑暗似乎一下子笼罩下来，将鼹鼠与外面的世界隔绝开来。

然后，出现了许多脸。

从他的眼角，鼹鼠觉得他看见了一张脸正从一个洞里盯着他：一张小小的，窄窄的脸，一双锐利而不友善的眼睛。当他转过去直视它时，那小东西便不见了。

他一边向前奔着，一边告诉自己不要犯傻。他走过一个又一个洞，哇——是的！一双双眼睛在盯着他，然后又消失在黑暗里。很快，每个洞里都有一张脸，用那充满仇恨的眼睛观察着他。

鼹鼠感到他得避开这些脸，于是他离开这条道，向树林最茂密处奔去。

这时，口哨声响了。

他刚听到这种柔和的声音时，觉得是从身后远远的地方发出的。然后这哨声似乎又来自于他的前面，而且声音更响。鼹鼠停下来，听了一会儿，然后继续向前赶路。他努力使自己平静下来，但他的心跳得飞快。他孤立无援，而且夜很快就要降临了。

然后啪喀声开始响了。

起先他以为只是落叶声，但声音越来越大，越来越近，鼹鼠知道是什么了。这是小脚奔跑的声音——在他身后，身前，以及他的四周。整个树林似乎都活了，奔跑着，跟随着，追赶着什么东西或什么人。鼹鼠吓坏了，也开始跑，但他不知道身在何处。他跑进树林和灌木丛里，摔倒在这个或那个东西上面或里面，然后爬起来继续跑。最后他发现一棵老树根部有个深深的黑洞，他掉了进去，累得再也跑不动了。他躺在那儿，听着外面的哨声和脚步声，吓得浑身发抖。现在他知道了为什么水鼠不想谈野树林，为什么田野和河岸上别的小动物从不来这儿，因为现在鼹鼠他自己感受到了它——野树林的恐惧。

这段时间里，水鼠正舒服地睡在暖暖的火炉前。当他醒来，看看四周，没有看到他的朋友。他叫了几声“阿鼹！”，没有回答，他便站了起来，走进客厅。

鼹鼠的帽子不见了，靴子也不在。

水鼠走出屋子，四处看了看。雨后的地面很松软，他能清楚地看见鼹鼠所走的路线——直指野树林。

水鼠显得非常严肃，站在那儿想了一会儿。然后他转身回到屋里，取了一杆枪和一根粗重的木棍，穿过田野向树林奔去。

树林里几乎漆黑一片，哨声和啪嗒声几乎是同时开始。但是当洞里的脸看见水鼠手中的枪和粗棍时，便马上消失了，一切又恢复了平静。水鼠开始耐心地在树林里搜寻，并一直叫着：“阿鼹，阿鼹！你在哪里？是我——我是老阿鼠！”

最后他非常非常高兴地听到了低低的带有哭腔的回答声，很快他便在树底里找到了鼹鼠的藏身处。

“噢，阿鼠！”鼹鼠哭叫着，“我真高兴见到你！我好害怕，我都不知该怎么说！”

“我能理解，”水鼠和善地说，“你看，鼹鼠，独自来这儿真不是好主意。我们河边动物如果有事非来不可时总是三三两两地来这儿。当然如果是獾或水獭，那就没问题。”

“勇敢的癞蛤蟆先生肯定高兴独自来这儿，是不是？”鼹鼠问。

“老蛤蟆？”水鼠大声地笑起来，“他甚至不敢把他的鼻子伸进野树林——他怕得要死！”

鼹鼠听了这个觉得有点儿开心，但他还是太累而不能启程回家。于是他躺在一些干叶上睡着了，水鼠坐在他的身边耐心地等待着。

鼹鼠醒来感到好多了，便准备离开这儿。水鼠把头伸出洞口，这时鼹鼠听到水鼠叫到：“啊呀，啊呀！”

“怎么啦，阿鼠？”鼹鼠问。

“下雪了，”水鼠答道，“雪下得可大啦。但是我们不能在这儿呆一晚上——这太冷，而且很危险。我们得马上动身，这样还有些希望。麻烦的是，我真的不知道我们在哪儿，雪天里什么看起来都与往日不同。”

的确是变了样。雪像白色的毛毯覆盖了一切，遮了小路，改变了树林和灌木丛的形状。一小时以后，他们又湿又冷，累得浑身酸疼，但还是不知道身在何处。

他们坐下来休息了一会儿，又继续向前赶路，这时鼹鼠突然叫了起来，向前摔扒在地。

“噢，我的腿！”他叫道，“有个好硬的东西磕了我的腿。”

“让我看看，”水鼠说着，坐到他的身边。

“好深的一个口子，”他有些吃惊地说，“我想知道什么……”突然他站起来，开始在雪地里挖着。

“你在干什么，阿鼠？”鼹鼠问。

水鼠只是不停地挖。然后他发现了什么，马上开始激动地绕着它跳舞。

“看这，鼹鼠！”他喊道，“就看这！”

鼹鼠看了看，然后又看看他的朋友，“这是门铲，为什么对门铲这么感兴趣？”

“你难道不懂？你这个傻蛋。”水鼠叫道。

“我知道是有人大意，把门铲乱扔在野树林中间绊人。而且当我回家时——”

“噢，天哪！”水鼠叫道，“停止你那论调，赶快挖！难道你想在雪地里度过整个晚上？”

鼹鼠便按吩咐干着，尽管他觉得他朋友有些疯疯傻傻。这俩朋友挖呀挖呀，经过十分钟的辛苦努力，他们终于成功了。

鼹鼠原以为他们挖的是一个雪堆，但现在他看见雪下有一扇门。一扇绿色的门，旁边有一根长长的门铃拉绳，门上用大大的字体写着：

獾 先 生

鼹鼠吃惊地向后坐倒在雪地上。“噢，水鼠！”他叫道，“你真聪明而我真是太笨了！”

“不要说这些了，”水鼠说，“赶快站起来拉那个门铃，我来敲门。”

鼹鼠便去拉门铃，水鼠则用他的棍子猛敲着门。他们能听见从地底下一个远远的地方传来的低沉悠长的门铃声。

4 A meeting with Mr Badger

They waited patiently for a very long time, jumping up and down in the snow to keep warm. At last they heard feet coming slowly towards the door. Then the door opened, just enough to show a long nose and pair of sleepy eyes.

'And who, 'said a deep, angry voice, 'is making visits at this time of night?'

'Oh, Badger, 'cried the Rat, 'let us in, please. It's me, Rat, and my friend Mole, and we're lost in the snow. '

'What?' said the Badger, in a very different voice. 'My dear Ratty! Lost in the snow, and in the Wild Wood! Come in at once, both of you, and get yourselves warm. '

That was a wonderful moment for the Mole and the Rat, when they heard the door close behind them, shutting out the Wild Wood. They followed the Badger down long dark tunnels until they came into a large kitchen. There was a bright fire, with comfortable armchairs round it, and a great wooden table with long seats.

'This is not the kind of night for small animals to be out, 'the Badger said, in a fatherly way. 'Sit yourselves down by the fire, while I get you some supper. '

Soon the Mole and the Rat were warm and dry, and the dangers of the Wild Wood seemed a long way away, like a bad dream. Then supper arrived. It was enough for ten small hungry animals, and the Rat and the Mole realized just how hungry they were. When at last they could eat no more, they sat with the Badger round the fire, and told him the story of their adventures.

Then the Badger said, 'Now then! Tell me the news from your part of the world. How's old Toad getting on?'

'He's going from bad to worse, 'said the Rat sadly. 'He had another crash only last week, and a bad one. You see, he thinks he's a wonderful driver, the best in the world. But he isn't. He's terrible! But he won't take lessons, he won't lis ten to anyone. '

'How many has he had?' the Badger asked.

'Crashes, or motor-cars?' asked the Rat. 'Well, with Toad, it's the same thing. This is the seventh car, and the seventh crash. His garage is full to the roof with bits of broken motor car! '

'He's been in hospital twice, 'the Mole added. 'The police have arrested him for dangerous driving three or four times. And he's spending so much money! '

'That's another problem, 'the Rat went on. 'Toad's rich, we all know that; but his money won't last for ever. Sooner or later, one of two things will happen. He'll kill himself in a crash, or he'll have no money left at all. Badger! We're his friends-can't we do something?'

The Badger thought for a while. 'You know, don't you, that I can't do anything now?' he said at last.

'No, no, of course not, 'the Rat and the Mole said together. Everybody knew that in the animal world the winter was a time for rest and sleep. Nobody wanted to do anything important or tiring.

'Very well, 'continued the Badger. 'But when the days are longer and warmer, then we'll do something. We-you and me and our friend the Mole here-we'll try to teach Toad a lesson. We won't listen to any silliness. We'll bring him back to reason, and turn him into a sensible Toad at last. But now, it's time for bed. Don't hurry tomorrow morning-come for breakfast as late as you want! '

The two tired animals slept long and deeply, and came down to breakfast very late indeed. In the kitchen they found two young hedgehogs, busy with bowls of bread and hot milk.

'Hello! 'said the Rat pleasantly. 'Where did you two come from? Lost your way in the snow, I suppose?'

'Yes, sir, 'said one of the hedgehogs politely. 'We got lost on the way to school, and Mr Badger said we could come in and have some breakfast. '

The breakfast things were all ready on the table, and the Mole and the Rat quickly got to work. The Rat made the coffee while the Mole fried several pieces of bread and an enormous number of eggs.

When the door bell rang, one of the hedgehogs went to answer the door. He came back followed by the Otter, who gave a shout of happiness when he saw the Rat. He ran across the room and almost knocked the Rat off his chair.

'Get off! ' said the Raf, with his mouth full of fried bread.

'I thought I'd find you here all right, 'said the Otter happily. ' Everybody along the river bank has been so worried about you. Rat never came home last night, and nor did Mole; something terrible has happened, they said. But if anyone's in trouble, Badger usually gets to hear about it, so I came straight here this morning. And oh my, didn't the Wild Wood look grand, with the snow everywhere and the red sun coming up, shining through the black trees! Halfway here I met one of those silly rabbits. He told me that Mole had lost his way last night, and that “They” were out and chasing him all over the wood . I' d like to meet one of “Them” myself this morning, and tell them what I think. '

' Weren' t you at all—um－afraid? asked the Mole, remembering how frightened he had been.

' Afraid?' The Otter laughed and showed this strong white teeth. ' I don' t think any of them would argue with me. Here, Mole, be a good fellow and fry me some eggs. I' m terribly hungry, and I've got a lot to talk about with Ratty here. Haven't seen him for weeks. '

Breakfast was almost finished when the Badger entered, looking sleepy. ' It' s nearly time for lunch, ' he said. ' Stay and have some with us, Otter. You must be hungry this cold morning. '

The hedgehogs were sent home, the breakfast things were cleared away, and soon the four animals sat down to lunch together. The Rat and the Otter were having a long conversation about river-bank matters, so the Mole began to talk to the Badger.

' This is a wonderful, comfortable home you have here, ' he said. ' There' s really nothing better than a place underground like this. You can shut off the world up there when you don't want it. And when you do, you can just go up and there' s the world waiting for you. '

The Badger smiled warmly at him. ' That' s just what I say, ' he replied. ' Down here, you' re safe and dry and warm. With a house above ground, you' ve got to worry about fire, and wind and rain, holes in the roof and broken windows. No, above ground is fine in its way, but one' s home should be underground. '

The Mole agreed with everything that the Badger said. His own little home was underground, so it was natural for him to feel comfortable there. He and the Badger became very friendly, and after lunch the Badger took him all round his home, down tunnel after tunnel, through room after room. The Mole was interested in everything and thought it was all wonderful. '

When they got back to the kitchen, the Rat was walking up and down, very restless. Unlike the Mole, he didn' t really feel comfortable underground. He wanted to be back in his own home, where the windows looked out over the river, and where he could hear the wind whispering through the trees.

' Come along, Mole, ' he said. ' We must get off while it's daylight. We don't want to spend another night lost in the Wild Wood. '

' It' s all right, ' said the Otter. ' I' m coming with you and I know all the paths. '

'You mustn' t worry, Ratty, ' added the Badger calmly. ' My tunnels go further than you think, and I' ve several back doors at the edge of the wood-although I keep them secret from most people. '

So the journey home was really very easy. When they came out of the Badger's secret back door, they found a path across the fields and soon they could see the river in front of them. The Mole looked back at the Wild Wood for a moment, thinking of the terror that he had felt there. Then he hurried on after the others, happy to be back in the open fields, and looking forward to the bright firelight of home.

4 与獾先生相遇

他们耐心地等了很长时间，在雪地里又蹦又跳以保持身体的暖和。最后他们终于听到了脚步慢腾腾地向门口走来。然后门开了，仅仅够露出一只长鼻子和一对困倦的眼睛。

“是谁，”一个低沉、愠怒的声音问道，“这么晚还来串门？”

“噢，獾，”水鼠叫道，“请让我们进去。是我，水鼠，还有我的朋友鼹鼠，我们在雪地里迷路了。”

“什么？”獾用完全不同的语调说，“亲爱的阿鼠！在雪地里迷路，在野树林！赶快进来，你们俩，先暖和暖和。”

听到门在他们身后关起来，把野树林隔离在外，对鼹鼠和水鼠来说，这真是美妙的时刻。他们跟着獾向下走过长长的黑通道，来到一个大大的厨房。那儿有明亮的炉火，四周摆放着舒服的扶手椅，一张特大的木桌和长椅。

“这种夜晚小动物们是不应该出来的，”獾慈父般地说，“坐在火边，我给你们取点晚餐。”

很快他们就烤干了衣服，也感觉暖和了，野树林的危险像一场恶梦显得已很遥远。晚餐准备好了。它够十只饥饿的小动物吃个饱，水鼠和鼹鼠也才意识到他们已饥肠辘辘了。他们吃饱了以后，便与獾围坐在火炉边，说着他们的危险经历。

最后獾安慰道，“现在好了！告诉我你们那边的消息，老蛤蟆怎么样啦？”

“他的情况越来越糟糕了，”水鼠难过地说，“上星期他又撞车了，很严重。你知道，他自己认为他是驾车能手，是世界上最好的。但是他不是，他很差劲！但他不吸取教训，也听不进别人的劝告。”

“他已有多少了？”獾问。

“撞车，还是汽车？”水鼠问。“不过，对于蛤蟆来说是一样的。这是第七辆车，也是第七次撞车。他的车库里堆满了撞坏的汽车残骸！”

“他还住了两次医院，”鼹鼠补充道。“因为危险驾车，他被警察抓过三四次，他正在花大把的钱呢！”

“那是另一个问题，”水鼠接着说。“癞蛤蟆很富，我们大家都知道；但他不可能永远有钱的。迟早总有一件事要发生。他要么被撞死在车祸中，要么一无所有。獾！我们是他的朋友——难道我们不能为他做些什么？”

獾想了一会儿，最后说，“你知道的，难道你忘了，我现在什么也干不成吗？”

“不，不，当然不是现在，”水鼠和鼹鼠齐声说。每个人都知道，在动物世界里冬季是休息和睡眠的季节，没有谁想干任何重要或吃力的事情。

“很好，”獾继续说。“但是日子变长变暖后，我们还是会干些事的。我们——你和我，还有我们的朋友，鼹鼠——我们设法教训他一下。我们不愿再听到任何蠢事了。我们要让他恢复理智，最后变成聪明的癞蛤蟆。但是现在该睡觉了，明天早上不要赶时间——睡够了再用早餐！”

这两只疲倦的动物沉沉入睡了很长时间，的确很迟才下来吃早餐。在厨房里他们看见两只小豪猪正忙着吃碗里的面包和热牛奶。

“你们好！”水鼠愉快地说，“你们俩从哪儿来？在雪地里迷路了吧，我猜？”

“是的，先生，”其中一只豪猪礼貌地答道，“我们去学校的路上迷了路，獾先生说我们可以进来用些早餐。”

早餐配料已准备好在桌子上，鼹鼠和水鼠很快开始工作。水鼠煮咖啡，鼹鼠煎了几片面包和一大堆鸡蛋。

门铃响了，一只豪猪起身去开门，回来时后面跟着水獭，当他看见水鼠，高兴地叫了起来。他小跑着穿过房间，差点把水鼠从椅子上撞了下来。

“走开！”水鼠说道，嘴里塞满了煎面包。

“我想我会在这儿见到你们安安全全的，”水獭高兴地说，“河岸边的每个人一直都很担心你们。他们说，水鼠昨晚没回家，鼹鼠也没有，一定发生了什么可怕的事。但是，只要有人遇到麻烦，獾常常能听说点什么的，因此我今早就直接过来了。噢，野树林是不是看起来很壮观，到处都是积雪，红红的太阳升起来，透过茂密的树林照射下来！半路上我碰到一只傻野兔，他说昨晚鼹鼠迷了路；‘他们’出来，满树林里追赶他。我今早倒愿意碰见‘他们’中的一个，然后告诉他我是怎么想的。”

“难道你——一点也不害怕？”想起他吓得半死，鼹鼠不禁问道。

“害怕？”水獭笑起来，露出他那坚硬的白齿，“我想他们中还没谁敢和我作对吧。好了，鼹鼠，好伙计，给我煎些蛋。我饿得很，而我现在有许多话要和阿鼠说，几个星期没见他了。”

早餐几乎结束了，獾才睡眼惺松地走了进来。“马上该用午餐了，”他说道，“留下和我们一块吃些吧，水獭。早上这么冷你一定很饿吧。”

豪猪被送回家了，早餐的用品也被清理干净，不久这四只动物又坐在一起吃午饭了。水鼠一直和水獭聊着河岸边的事情，因此鼹鼠开始和獾交谈。

“你这个房子真好，真舒服，”他说。“真的没有比像地下这儿更好的地方了。你不想见它，就可以把世界关在你的上面；你愿意，你只要走上去，就有一个世界等着你。”

獾对他温和地微笑着。“这正是我的看法，”他回答道，“在地下，你是安全、干燥、温暖的。住在地面上的房子里，你得担心火、风和雨，还有房顶上的洞和破窗户。是的，从某种意义上说，地上的房子是不错，但‘家’应该在地下。”

鼹鼠非常同意獾的说法。他自己的小家就在地下，因此他觉得这儿舒服是很自然的。他和獾之间变得非常的默契，午餐后，獾带他去参观他的家，向下穿过了一个又一个通道，走过了一间又一间房子。鼹鼠对什么都感兴趣，认为这里的一切都是那么美妙。

当他们回到厨房，水鼠正在那儿来回踱步，一副很不安的样子。不像鼹鼠，他在地下感到不太舒服，他想回到他自己的家，在那儿，从窗户里能看见潺潺河水，能听到风过河岸树时的轻轻低语。

“快点，鼹鼠，”他说。“趁天亮，我们得马上走。我们不想在野树林里再迷失去路而浪费又一个晚上。”

“没问题，”水獭说，“我和你们作伴，我熟悉所有的路。”

“你不必担心，阿鼠，”獾平静地补充道。“我的地道要比你们想的远得多，在树林的尽头，我开了几个后门——尽管我对大多数人都保守着这个秘密。”

因此回家就真的很容易了。当他们走出獾的秘密后门，他们就看见了穿过田野的小路，很快他们就看到了前面的河。鼹鼠回过头看着野树林，想了一会他在那儿的可怕经历，然后急忙赶上他俩，庆幸自己又回到了广阔的田野，并期待着炉火明亮的家。

5 A lesson for Mr Toad

Winter passed, and spring returned to the river bank. Then came a fine morning in early summer, when the world seemed full of sunlight and new green leaves. Down by the river bank, the Mole and the Water Rat were hard at work, mending and cleaning boats, looking for lost oars, and getting ready for a summer on the river. Then they went in to breakfast and had nearly finished when they heard a heavy knock on the door.

The Mole went to see who it was, and came back with a very surprised face. ' Mr Badger' he said.

This was a wonderful thing indeed, for the Badger to come and visit them. He came into the room and stood looking at them, very seriously. The Rat dropped his egg-spoon, and sat open-mouthed.

'The hour has come! 'said the Badger at last.

'What hour?' asked the Rat worriedly, looking at the clock on the wall.

' Whose hour, you mean, 'replied the Badger. ' Why, Toad's hour! The hour of Toad! I said I would teach him a lesson when the summer came, and I'm going to begin today. '

' Toad's hour, of course! 'cried the Mole. ' I remember now. We'll teach him to be a sensible Toad! '

'I learnt last night, ' continued the Badger, ‘ that another new and very fast motor-car has just arrived at Toad Hall. You two must come with me immediately, and we will save Toad from this madness. '

' Right! ' cried the Rat, jumping up. ' Let's go at once. '

When they reached Toad Hall, they saw the new motor-car in front of the house. It was long, shiny, and bright red-Toad's favourite colour. Then Toad himself came down the steps in an enormous overcoat, hat and driving goggles.

' Hello, you fellows! 'Toad called. 'Come for a drive. You're just in time to…to…'

He saw his friends' serious faces and stopped.

The Badger walked up the steps. ' Come inside the house, Toad, 'he said. 'We have to talk to you. '

The three of them took Toad inside and shut the door.

'Now, ' the Badger said to Toad, 'first of all, take off those silly driving-clothes. '

'No, I won't! ' replied Toad. ' What is the meaning of this? Explain yourself at once! '

'Take his things off, you two, ' ordered the Badger.

It wasn't easy to do. The Rat had to sit on Toad, while the Mole pulled off his overcoat, hat and goggles . And Toad called them some very unpleasant names while this was going on. But when he stood up again, he seemed more like himself, the Toad that they had always known.

' You knew this would happen one day, Toad, ' explained the Badger. 'We've warned you so many times, and you haven' t listened. You're spending all your money, you're al-ways in trouble with the police, and you drive like a madman. You will come with me into the next room, and there you will hear some facts about yourself. And you will come out a different Toad. '

He took Toad into a room off the hall and closed the door. The Rat shook his head.

' We won't save Toad by just talking to him, ' he said. 'He'll say anything— and then just go and do what he likes. '

After about an hour the door opened, and a very sad and sorry Toad came out, followed by the Badger.

' My friends, ' said the Badger, looking pleased, ' I' am happy to tell you that Toad now realizes how silly he has been. He has promised never to get into a motor-car again. '

'That is very good news, ' said the Mole seriously.

'Very good indeed, 'the Rat said, watching Toad's face carefully.

'Now, Toad, ' continued the Badger, 'I'd like you to repeat your promise in front of your friends. '

There was a long, long silence.

' No! ' said Toad suddenly. ' No, I won't. I'm not sorry, and I haven't been silly at all. It was all wonderful! And I won't promise anything! '

'What?' cried the Badger. 'But in there you told me—'

'Yes, yes, I know, 'said Toad quickly. ' You argue so beautifully, dear Badger, and I can't stop myself agreeing with you. But I' ve been thinking about it. I love driving, I' m a wonderful driver, and I promise you I' ll go on driving for ever! Poop-poop! '

' I told you so, didn' t I? ' the Rat said to the Mole.

' Very well, ' said the Badger . ' If you won' t listen to reason, we' ll have to try another way. We' re going to stay with you in your house until you become sensible. Take him upstairs, you two, and lock him in his bedroom, '

So Toad, fighting and shouting, was pulled upstairs by his two friends.

' It' s for your own good, Toady, you know, ' said the Rat kindly. ' We' ll all have good times together again soon, when this—this madness has passed. '

' We' ll take good care of you, Toad, ' added the Mole. ' No more trouble with the police. No more crashes, and weeks in hospital, '

Then began a very tiring few weeks for the three friends. Day and night they guarded Toad , and one of them was always with him. They talked to him and tried to amuse him, hoping that he would forget his motor-car madness.

But Toad did not seem to get better. He often put the bed-room chairs together to look like a motor-car. Then he sat in the front one and pretended to drive, making terrible engine noises all the time. His friends tried to interest him in other things, but Toad just became sad and silent.

One day the Rat was the guard for the morning. He went upstairs and found Toad still in bed, ' How are you today, old fellow?' he asked brightly.

A sad whisper came from me bed, ' Thank you so much, dear Ratty! But how are you, and the excellent Mole, and dear old Badger?'

' Fine, fine, ' replied the Rat. ' Badger and Mole, ' he added, perhaps not very sensibly, ' have gone out for a run round. They' ll be out until lunch-time, so you and I will spend a pleasant morning together. '

' I don' t want you to trouble yourself about me, ' Toad said, in a sad little voice. ' I was wondering if you would go down to the village and fetch the doctor. But no, it' s not important. It' s probably too late by now. '

' Are you feeling ill, Toad? What’s the matter? '

' I don't know… I think my heart… But you mustn' t be sad, Ratty. Dear, kind friend… I have enjoyed knowing you so much… hate to say goodbye…' Toad' s whisper became slower and slower, and then stopped.

The Rat felt very worried. Toad lay so still and quiet—perhaps he really was ill. The Rat wished that the other two were not so far away. What should he do? He looked again at the still and silent Toad, and decided that he must get th doctor at once. He hurried out, carefully locking the door behind him, and ran off to the village as fast as he could.

When Toad heard the front door bang, he jumped out of bed, laughing loudly. He quickly put on his best suit and filled his pockets with money. Then he took the sheets off the bed, tied them together, and in minutes he had climbed down from the bedroom window and was running across the garden to-wards the fields.

A few hours later he was a long way from home. As he walked happily along the road, he felt very pleased with him-self. ' A clever piece of work, that was! he boasted to the trees and the fields. ' Poor old Ratty! A good fellow, but not very intelligent. Badger will be so angry with him! '

Soon he came to a small town and decided to have lunch in the pub there. He was very hungry after his long walk. Halfway through his meal, he heard a sound that he knew very well indeed. Poop-poop! The car stopped outside and the people in it came into the pub to have lunch.

Shaking with excitement, Toad paid his bill and hurried out. He walked slowly round the car, looking at it lovingly. Every-body was having lunch and the street was empty.

' I wonder, ' Toad said to himself, ' I wonder if this kind of car starts easily?'

It started very easily, and Toad found himself in the driver' s seat. He did not know how it happened, but a minute later he was driving out of the town, forgetting right and wrong, for-getting everything except this wonderful, beautiful madness.

Faster and faster he drove, singing and laughing, as the car ate up the miles. Once again he knew that he was Toad-Toad the dreamer, Toad the adventurer, Toad the terror of the open road!

' You are a dangerous criminal, ' said the Judge. ' You stole a valuable motor-car, and you drove like a madman. It' s surprising that you didn' t kill somebody. And finally, you were very rude indeed to the police when they arrested you. Because of all this, I am sending you to prison for twenty years. Guards! Take the prisoner away! '

And so, shouting and crying, Toad was taken away. He was taken to an old dark castle, pushed into the smallest and darkest room below the ground, and the door was locked behind him.

5 给癞蛤蟆先生的教训

冬天过去了，春天回到了河岸。这是初夏一个晴朗的早上，世界似乎充满了阳光，长满了新叶。下游的河岸边，鼹鼠和水鼠正卖力地干着活，修补着船然后把它清洗干净，又寻找着不知遗落在何处的船桨，为夏天在河上划船做着准备。忙碌了一阵他们便回家吃早餐。快吃完时，他们突然听到重重的敲门声。

鼹鼠过去看看是谁，回来时表情非常惊讶。他说，“獾先生！”

獾来拜访他们，的确是不可思议的事。他走进屋里，非常严肃地站着看着他们。水鼠坐在那儿张大着嘴巴，手中的汤匙掉在地上。

“时辰到了！”獾最后说。

“什么时辰？”水鼠担心地问，一边看着墙上的钟。

“你是说，谁的时辰？”灌回答道。“哎，蛤蟆的时辰！癞蛤蟆的时辰！我说过夏天来了我要教训教训他，今天我就要着手干了。”

“癞蛤蟆的时辰，当然！”鼹鼠叫道。“我现在想起来了，我们要把他教育成理智的癞蛤蟆！”

“昨晚我听说，”獾继续着，“另一辆崭新的、高速的汽车刚刚抵达蛤蟆宅第，你们俩必须马上跟我走，我们得把癞蛤蟆从疯狂中救醒过来。”

“好！”水鼠叫道，然后跳起来说：“我们马上走。”

当他们到达蛤蟆宅第，他们看见这辆新车正停放在房子前。车身很长，锃亮耀眼，是蛤蟆最喜欢的艳红色。只见癞蛤蟆他自己穿着特大外套，戴着帽子和护目镜，正从台阶上走下来。

“你们好，伙计们！”癞蛤蟆打着招呼，“你们来得正好，一起兜风去……”

他看到朋友们都板着脸，便打住了。

灌走上台阶，说：“进屋去，癞蛤蟆！我们得和你谈谈。”

他们把癞蛤蟆带进屋里，然后关上大门。

“现在，”獾对癞蛤蟆说，“首先，脱下你那可笑的驾车服。”

“不，我决不！”癞蛤蟆答道，“这是什么意思？马上给我解释！”

“脱下他那身玩意儿，你们俩，”獾命令道。

这可不是件容易的事。水鼠不得不坐在癞蛤蟆身上压住他以便鼹鼠脱下他的外衣，帽子和护目镜。癞蛤蟆嘴里一直对他们骂骂咧咧的。但当他再次站起来时，他似乎更像他自己，更像大家所熟悉的癞蛤蟆了。

“你应该知道这件事总有一天会发生的，蛤蟆，”獾解释说。“我们警告过你多次而你从来不听。你正在花光你所有的钱财，又总是给警察找麻烦，因为你开车像疯子。你跟我到另一个房间去，在那儿你会听到你自己的一些荒唐事。你出来后将会变个样。”

他带癞蛤蟆离开大厅走进一个房间关上了门。水鼠摇着头，说：“仅仅跟他谈谈是救不了他的，他将会作一些许诺——然后又去干他喜欢干的事。”

大约过了一小时，门开了，一只很伤心、很愧疚的癞蛤蟆走了出来，獾跟在他的后面。

“朋友们，”獾看起来很开心，“我高兴地告诉你们癞蛤蟆现在已认识到他曾经有多愚蠢。他已发誓再也不走进汽车。”

“这倒是非常不错的消息，”鼹鼠一本正经地说。

“的确不赖，”水鼠边说边审视着癞蛤蟆脸上的表情。

“好了，蛤蟆，”獾接着说，“我要你在你朋友面前重复你的诺言。”

接下来是一段长长的沉默。

“不！”癞蛤蟆突然说。“不，我不。我不感到愧疚，我一点儿也不愚蠢。那整个太精彩了！我才不发什么誓呢！”

“什么？”獾叫道。“但是在那儿你告诉我——”

“是的，是的，我知道，”癞蛤蟆赶快说，“你说得那么至情至理，亲爱的獾，我就忍不住答应你了。但是我一直在想这个问题。我喜欢开车，我是了不起的驾车手，我发誓我将继续永远开车！扑扑-扑扑！”

“我告诉过你吧，是不是？”水鼠对鼹鼠说。

“很好，”獾说，“如果你不听忠告，我们将不得不采取另一种方法。我们打算和你呆在你的屋里直到你清醒过来。带他上楼去，你们俩，把他锁在卧室里。”

癞蛤蟆又打又叫，但还是被他俩朋友拉上了楼。

“这是为你好，蛤蟆兄，你知道，”水鼠和善地说。“当这种——这种疯狂过去时，我们又可以一起享受美好时光了。”

“我们会好好照顾你的，蛤蟆，”鼹鼠接着说。“你不再会给警察找麻烦，不会再撞车，不再会几星期呆在医院了。”

接下来三个朋友开始了几星期的辛苦行动。他们日夜看管着癞蛤蟆，并且总有一个人和他在一起。他们和他聊天，想方设法逗他开心，希望他会忘记他那驾车狂热。

但是癞蛤蟆似乎并没有变好。他时常把卧室里的椅子摆成汽车状，然后他坐在前面的椅子上假装开车，还不停地发出刺耳的引擎声。当他的朋友试着用别的事情以引起他的兴趣时，他却只是在那儿一言不发，显得很伤感。

一天早上，轮到水鼠看管癞蛤蟆。他走上楼看见癞蛤蟆仍躺在床上，便轻快地问：“今天怎么样，老伙计？”

从床上传来伤感的低低的回答声：“非常感谢你，亲爱的阿鼠！不过你怎么样，还有极好的鼹鼠和亲爱的老獾？”

“好，都好，”水鼠答道。“獾和鼹鼠，”他也许不很明智地又补充说，“已出去跑步了，他们要到中饭时间才回来，所以就你和我将一起度过这个愉快的早上。”

“我不想因为我而麻烦你，”蛤蟆伤心地低声说。“我想你能否下楼去村里找位医生。不过算了，这已不重要了。很可能现在已经太迟了。”

“你病啦，癞蛤蟆？怎么啦？”

“我不知道……我想我的心……不过你不必伤心，阿鼠。亲爱的，善良的朋友……我真高兴跟你这么熟……真不愿对你说再见……”蛤蟆低低的声音越来越慢，然后停了。

水鼠非常担心，癞蛤蟆躺在那儿安安静静的，一动不动——也许他真的病了。水鼠希望他们俩没跑得太远，他该怎么办？他又看了一眼安静沉默的癞蛤蟆，决定马上去叫医生。他急忙出去小心地锁上了门，然后尽可能快地向村子跑去。

当癞蛤蟆听到大厅前门砰地一响，他马上从床上跳下来，大声地笑起来。他快速地穿上最好的外套并往口袋里塞满了钞票，然后他从床上扯过床单，把它们系在一起。几分钟后，他已从卧室的窗户爬了下来，穿过花园向野外跑去。

几小时以后，他已离家很远了。他高兴地走在公路上，对自己的行为非常满意。“那真是聪明之举！”他对着树木和田野自吹道。“可怜的老阿鼠！一个好人，但不太聪明。獾肯定要对他发火的！”

不久他来到了一座小镇，便决定在那儿的酒馆用午餐。走了那么长的路，他已经非常饿了。吃到半截，他听到了他实在是非常熟悉的声音。扑扑-扑扑！汽车停在了外面，车上的人下来走进酒馆来用餐。

癞蛤蟆兴奋得浑身发抖，他付完账冲了出去。他跑到汽车跟前绕着它来回走，用爱抚的目光盯着它。每个人都在吃午饭，街道里空无一人。

“我想知道，”癞蛤蟆自言自语，“我想知道这种汽车是不是容易发动？”

很容易就启动了，癞蛤蟆发现他坐在了驾驶室。他不知道是怎么发生的，反正一分钟之后，他已驶出了小镇，除了这美妙迷人的疯狂，他忘记了对与错，忘记了一切。

当汽车驶出数英里时，他不断地加大马力，唱着，笑着，把汽车开得越来越快。他再一次认识到他是蛤蟆——集梦想家，冒险家，还有公路上的恐怖分子于一身的癞蛤蟆！

“你是一个危险的犯人，”法官说，“你偷了昂贵的汽车，还像疯子似的驾车。真奇怪你居然没有撞倒人。最后当警察逮捕你时，你还对他们非常粗鲁。基于此，我判你入狱二十年。卫士！把犯人带下去！”

癞蛤蟆叫嚷着哭喊着，被带到一座破旧黑暗的城堡，推进了一间地下最小最黑的房子里，然后门在他身后锁上了。

6 Toad' s adventures

For weeks Toad refused to eat. He lay on the floor of his prison and cried and cried. ' This is the end of every-thing, ' he said miserably, ' I shall never again be a popular and good-looking Toad, a rich and important Toad, a free and happy Toad. All my friends will forget even the name of Toad! '

But the keeper of the prison had a daughter, and she had a very kind heart. She often came to visit Toad, bringing him nice things to eat, and hot drinks. She asked him questions about his home and his old life, and because Toad loved to talk about himself, it wasn' t long before he began to sit up and answer her questions. He also realized how hungry he was, and so he ate and drank the things that she brought. And after a few days of this kindness, Toad was as loud and boastful as he had always been.

One morning the girl seemed very serious. ' Listen, Toad, 'she said, ' I have an aunt who is a washerwoman. '

' You mustn' t worry about it, ' said the Toad kindly. ' I have several aunts who ought to be washerwomen. '

' Don' t talk so much, Toad, ' said the girl. 'Now listen, I think I have a plan. ' And here she whispered in the Toad' s ear.

' What? ' cried Toad. ' Me—dress as an old washer woman? Impossible! '

'All right then, ' said the girl crossly. ' You can stay in prison for the next twenty years, you ungrateful animal! '

'No, no, 'said Toad quickly. 'You are a good , kind, clever girl, and I am just a stupid toad. I shall be very happy indeed to meet your excellent aunt. '

The next evening a little business was done in the Toad's prison. Several gold coins left the Toad's pocket and disappeared into the washerwoman's purse. Soon afterwards Toad began to climb up the stairs towards the castle entrance. He was wearing an old cotton dress and a black bonnet, and carrying a large basket of washing. And his heart was beating very fast indeed.

He passed the guards, who called out a friendly 'good night' to him, and soon Toad was walking through the streets of the town. He was free! Wild with excitement, he found his way to the railway station—and then came the first problem. He had no money to buy a ticket. His wallet, his keys, his watch-everything was in the pockets of his coat, lying on the prison floor.

He had to get away from this town as quickly as he could. But how could he do it? He walked along beside one of the trains until he came to the engine. Then he stood there, crying and looking up at the engine-driver.

'Hey! ' called the driver. 'What's the matter, old lady?'

'Oh, sir! ' said Toad. ' I'm a poor unhappy washerwoman, and I've lost all my money, and I must get home tonight. ' ' Come on, then, ' said the engine-driver kindly. 'Jump up, and you can have a free ride. But don't tell anyone! '

So far everything was going well for Toad. The train hurried through the night, taking him away from the hateful prison. But Toad's luck didn't last for long.

There came a moment when the engine-driver put his head out of the window and looked back.

'That's strange, ' he said. 'There's a train behind us, coming up very fast. I can see it in the moonlight. I think they're chasing us! I wonder what…' And then the engine-driver gave Toad a long hard look.

So Toad had to tell the true story of his crime and his escape. The engine-driver looked very serious. He thought for a bit, then said, 'I don't like policemen telling me what to do. And I don' t like to see an animal crying. So cheer up, Toad! This is what we' ll do. In a mile or two the train goes through a wood. I'll slow down there, and you'll be able to jump off the train and get away in the dark. '

Half an hour later both trains had disappeared into the night, and Toad was hiding under some dead leaves in the middle of a strange wood. There, he fell asleep and didn't open his eyes again until early morning. He woke up cold and hungry-but still free!

His next adventure was with a barge on a canal. He had walked out of the wood and found a road, which after a while began to run along the side of a canal. Toad liked the idea of getting a free ride, so when he saw the barge coming along the canal, he quickly jumped from the canal bank on to the end of the barge. Then the barge-woman turned and saw him. Toad was ready with his story.

'I'm a poor unhappy washerwoman, ' he began.

But the barge-woman, Toad quickly discovered, was a most unpleasant person. She came up to Toad and looked hard at his face under his bonnet. ' Washerwoman indeed! You' re a fat lazy little toad, that' s what you are! ' she said rudely. 'Get off my barge! ' And she actually pushed Toad off the barge into the canal.

Toad swam to the bank and climbed out. He was wildly angry. How could he punish this rude and terrible person? Then he saw the horse which was pulling the barge, and an idea came to him.

Two minutes later he was riding the horse across the fields away from the canal. Behind him, the barge-woman was shouting and screaming angrily. Toad rode on, laughing at his own great cleverness.

Later that morning he met a man with a caravan, who was cooking over a fire in a field. Toad sold him the barge-woman's horse for a good price and a hot breakfast. He ate and ate until he was almost too full to move . But he still had a long way to go to get home, so he got up and went on. The sun was shining brightly, his clothes were dry again, and the new coins made a pleasant sound in his pocket. He took off the bonnet, which was too hot, and began to think about all his adventures and escapes.

'Ho, ho! ' he said to himself. 'What a clever Toad I am! How brave! How intelligent! No problem is too difficult for Toad! ' He began to sing a song about himself as he walked along, although there was no one to hear it. It was perhaps the most boastful song that any animal ever sang.

If there's a need the world to save,

Then send for Mr Toad!

There's none so clever, none so brave,

As famous Mr Toad!

There was a lot more of it, and it got more and more boastful as it went on.

He came to a road and began to walk along it, hoping for an-other free ride. After a time he saw a small cloud of dust coming up the road behind him, and he heard the noise, that beautiful noise, of a motor-car. He stood in the middle of the road and when the car saw him, it began to slow down.

And then a terrible thing happened. Toad recognized the car and the people in it. And what is worse, the people recognized Toad.

'It's the car thief! ' they shouted. 'The criminal who has escaped from prison! Stop him! Catch him! '

Toad turned and ran. He picked up his skirts and ran faster than he had ever run in his life. But the people from the car were now running after him, shouting and screaming at him to stop. They chased him through a wood, across fields, up a hill, and down into a valley. Once Toad looked back and saw that two policemen had joined the chase. He tried to run even faster, but he was a fat animal and his legs were short, and the people were catching up with him.

On and on he ran. He was now among tall trees, and again he looked behind him. At that moment the land disappeared beneath his feet, and, splash! he found himself in deep water, cold water, fast-moving water. In his terror, he had run straight into a river!

And away the river took him, pushing him along, first on one side, then on the other. The cotton dress tied itself round his legs, trying to pull him under, and Toad had to fight to keep his head above water.

'Oh my! ' cried poor Toad. ' I'll never look at another motorcar for the rest of my life! '

At last he managed to catch hold of some water plants by the river bank. He held on, too tired to pull himself out of the water. Then he saw something bright in a dark hole in the bank. It moved towards him, and became a face.

Brown and small, with whiskers.

It was the Water Rat!

6 癞蛤蟆地冒险经历

癞蛤蟆绝食了几星期。他躺在监狱的地板上哭个不停。“一切都完了，”他悲惨地说。“我再也不是受人注目，英俊潇洒的蛤蟆了，我不再富有，不再重要了，不再有自由和幸福了。所有的朋友甚至将忘记蛤蟆这个名字！”

不过监狱的看守有个女儿，她的心肠很好。她时常来看他，带给他好东西吃，热饮料喝。她问起他的家和他过去的生活，因为癞蛤蟆极爱谈论他自己，不久他便开始坐起来回答她的问题。他也感觉到好饿，于是便拿起她的东西又吃又喝。这样受惠了几天后，癞蛤蟆又变得像过去那样好招摇，好吹牛了。

一天早上，女孩非常正经地说：“听着，癞蛤蟆，我有一个姑妈，她是洗衣婆。”

“你不必为此忧虑，”癞蛤蟆友善地说，“我有几个姑妈，她们本应该是洗衣婆。”

“少说点，癞蛤蟆，你听着，我想我有个计划。”然后她对癞蛤蟆耳语了一番。

“什么？”癞蛤蟆叫起来，“我——装扮成老洗衣婆？不可能！”

“那么好吧，”女孩生气地说，“你就在监狱里呆够二十年吧，你这个不知好歹的东西！”

“不，不，”癞蛤蟆赶快说，“你是一个善良聪明的女孩，我只是傻乎乎的癞蛤蟆，我的确应该非常乐意见你那了不起的姑妈。”

第二天晚上，在癞蛤蟆的牢房里进行了一次小小的交易。几个金币离开了癞蛤蟆的口袋落入了洗衣婆的钱包。不久，癞蛤蟆开始向城堡的出口处爬去。他穿一件旧旧的棉外套，戴顶黑色的无边帽，挎着一大篮衣物，他的心跳得飞快。

他经过卫兵时，卫兵还友好地对他道“晚安”，很快他就走在了城镇的街道上。他自由了！他激动得要命，找到去火车站的路——这时第一个问题出现了，他没有钱买票。他的钱包、钥匙、表统统都装在上衣口袋里，而他把上衣扔在了监狱的地板上。

他得尽快离开这个城镇。该怎么办呢？他沿着一辆停靠着的火车向前走，走到了车头。他站在那儿，边哭边看着火车司机。

“嘿！”司机叫道，“你怎么啦！老婆婆？”

“哦，先生！”癞蛤蟆说，“我是可怜的不走运的洗衣婆，我把所有的钱都弄丢了，但我今晚必须回家。”

“那么上来吧，”好心的司机说道，“跳上来，你可以搭个便车，但不要告诉任何人！”

到目前为止，一切都很顺利。火车穿过黑夜向前奔驰，带他远离了这可憎的牢狱。但癞蛤蟆的好运没有维持多久。

有那么一会儿，司机将他的头伸出窗外，向后看了看。

“这很奇怪，”他说，“我们后面有辆火车，开得飞快。我能借着月光看见它，我想他们是在追赶我们！我想知道……”然后司机把不解的眼光盯在癞蛤蟆的脸上。

癞蛤蟆不得不告诉他自己是怎样犯罪的，又是怎样逃出来的。司机看起来很严肃，他略想了一下，然后说：“我不喜欢警察告诉我该怎么做。我也不喜欢看动物哭。振作起来，癞蛤螟！这才是我们该做的。过一、二英里，火车要经过一片树林。到那儿我会把速度放慢，你就可以跳下火车趁天黑逃走。”

半小时后，两辆火车都消失在夜幕里。癞蛤蟆藏在一片陌生树林中的一些落叶下面。他躺在那儿不知不觉就睡着了，直到第二天清晨才睁开眼睛。他又冷又饿——但仍是自由的！

他的下一个冒险经历是在运河的一条驳船上。他走出树林看见了一条路，这条路延伸到一条运河边，他便沿着运河向前跑着。癞蛤蟆喜欢上了搭便车，因此当他看见一条驳船沿河开来时，他毫不犹豫地从河岸跳到船尾。刚巧船婆转过身看见了他，癞蛤蟆又开始讲他的故事。

“我是个可怜的不走运的洗衣婆，”他开始讲道。

但他很快发现，这个女人是世界上最不友善的人。她走到蛤蟆跟前，死死盯着无边帽下蛤蟆的脸。“好一个洗衣婆！你是一只又肥又懒的小癞蛤蟆，这才是你的真面目！”她粗暴地说着。“滚出我的船！”同时她就真地把癞蛤蟆推入了运河。

癞蛤蟆游到岸边爬了上来。他气得要发疯。怎样才能治治这个粗鲁可恶的老妇人？后来他看见了那只正拉着驳船的马，立刻计上心头。

两分钟后，他骑在马上穿过田野离开了运河。船婆在他身后气愤地又喊又叫。癞蛤蟆骑着向前，为他自己伟大的聪明之举开怀大笑。

那天早上，他还遇见了一位驾大篷车的人，他正在野地火堆上烧东西吃。癞蛤蟆开了一个好价把老妇人的马卖给他并享受了一顿热乎乎的早餐。他吃呀吃呀直到撑得几乎不能动。但他想到仍有很长的路要赶，便站起来又出发了。太阳明晃晃地照着，他的衣服又干了，新得的硬币在他口袋里发出令人愉悦的声音。他觉得太热便摘下了帽子，开始回顾着他所有冒险和逃跑的经历。

“嚯，嚯”他自言自语道：“我是多么聪明的蛤蟆！多么勇敢！多么机智！没有什么事能难倒我蛤蟆！”尽管没有谁能听到，他还是边走边唱着赞美自己的歌。这也许是所有动物曾唱过的最最自夸的歌：

如果世界需要人拯救，

那么去找蛤蟆先生！

没有谁如此聪明，如此勇敢，

像著名的蛤蟆先生！

还有许多诸如此类的歌词，反正是吹得越来越离谱。

他上了公路并沿着路向前走，希望再次搭个便车。过不多久，他看见身后有一团尘雾卷来，而且还听到了那种声音，那种美妙的引擎之声。他站在公路中间，司机看见他便开始减速。

然后一件可怕的事发生了。癞蛤蟆认出了汽车和车里的人。更糟糕的是，这些人也认出了他。

“那是汽车盗贼！”他们叫道，“是刚从监狱里逃出来的犯人！截住他！抓住他！”

癞蛤蟆转身就跑。他提着裙摆以他一生中最快的速度向前跑。但是车上的人穷追不舍，在他身后喊着叫着喝令他站住。他们追着他跑过树林，穿过田野，越过山峦，又追进了山谷。有次癞蛤蟆回头瞥了一眼，看见又有两名警察加入这次追捕。他想跑得更快些，但是可怜他身材矮胖双腿短小，根本无法甩开他们 。

他跑呀跑，跑进一片高高的树林里，他又回头看了看。一瞬间他感到双脚悬空，紧接着，啪地一声，他发现自己已在深水里，冰冷、湍急的水里。惊恐中，他直接跑进了一条河里！

河水带着他向前流，一会儿把他推到这边，一会儿又推到那边。棉布外套裹住了他的腿，将他向下拽，他不得不挣扎着让头浮在水面上。

“哎呀！”可怜的癞蛤蟆哭喊道，“我下半生再也不想见到汽车了！”

最后他好不容易抓住了河边的一些水草。他坚持着，但是他太累了，不能将自己拉上岸。这时，他看见河岸边一个黑洞里有个亮亮的东西向他凑过来，然后他看见了一张脸。

小小的，褐色的，还有胡须。

是水鼠！

7 Return to Toad Hall

The Rat got hold of Toad's neck, pulled him out of the water, and took him into his hall.

'Oh Ratty! ' cried Toad. 'I've done so many wonderful things since I last saw you! The dangers that I've been in! I was put in prison-escaped, of course! Pushed into a canal-swam safely away! Stole a horse- sold it for a lot of money! Oh, I am a clever Toad, and—'

'Toad, ' said the Water Rat, very seriously, 'stop boasting! Go, upstairs at once, wash yourself, and put on some of my clothes. I've never seen anything as wet and dirty as you are. '

Toad went upstairs a little crossly, but he was pleased to get out of the washerwoman's dress. He came down very clean and tidy, and ready to tell the Rat all about his adventures- how clever, how brave, how successful he had been . The Rat gave him lunch, and listened, unsmiling, while Toad talked and talked and talked. When at last he finished, the Rat looked up .

'I have to tell you, Toad, ' he said slowly, 'that I feel ashamed— yes, ashamed, to have a criminal, an escaped prisoner, for my friend . Can' t you see that none of this is exciting or amusing? '

There was a little silence. Then Toad said sadly, 'You' re right, Ratty. Of course you are. How silly and boastful I have been! I shall become a quiet, sensible Toad from now on. In a while I'll walk down to Toad Hall and—'

‘Walk down to Toad Hall?' cried the Rat. 'What are you talking about? Haven't you heard ?'

'Heard what?' said Toad, looking frightened. 'Quick, Ratty, tell me! What haven't I heard?'

'About the Wild Wooders! ' cried the Rat. 'The Stoats and the Weasels and the Ferrets- they've taken Toad Hall! When you were sent to prison, they came out of the Wild Wood one dark night and broke into the Hall. They've been living there ever since— eating your food, drinking your drink, giving wild parties. They've got guns and knives and sticks, and they keep guards round the house night and day. They say they' re going to stay there for ever. '

At first Toad couldn't believe it. But he had gone up to Toad Hall, and two ferrets in the garden had laughed at him, and the stoats who were guarding the walls had shot at him. Toad dropped flat in the road and the bullet passed over his head. He went back, very unhappy, to the Water Rat.

That night there was a meeting in the Rat's house. The Mole and the Badger came, to talk about plans to take back Toad Hall from the Wild Wooders.

When they came in and saw Toad, the Badger shook his head sadly. ' Poor Toad! This is not a happy home-coming for you.

But the Mole was very pleased to see him. 'Here's old Toad! ' he cried. 'How did you manage to escape from prison?It was very clever of you to do that. '

' Clever?' said Toad. 'Well, I don't want to boast, Mole. I'll tell you all about it and you can decide if一 ‘Toad, do he quiet, please! ' said the Rat. 'We need to discuss plans. I think I know the best way for Toad to—'

'No, you don't! ' said the Mole. 'I know what Toad should do. He should—'

'Well, I'm not going to! ' cried Toad, getting excited. 'I'm not taking orders from you fellows! It's my house that we're talking about and—'

By now they were almost shouting at each other, when suddenly a deep low voice came from an armchair.

'Be quiet at once, all of you! ' said the Badger. 'And listen. The Mole and I have been watching Toad Hall. The stoats, with their guns, are on guard all round the walls, and they're very good guards too. We can't attack the place from outside. They're too strong for us. '

' Then there's no hope, ' cried Toad miserably. 'I shall go and join the army or something, and never see my dear Toad Hall again! '

'Cheer up, Toady, ' said the Badger, 'because now I'm going to tell you a very great secret. '

Toad sat up, interested. He loved secrets, although he could never keep them.

'There- is- an -underground- tunnel, ' said the Badger slowly, 'which goes from the river bank near here, right up into the middle of Toad Hall. '

' Don't be silly, Badger! cried Toad. ' Of course there isn't! I know Toad Hall, inside and outside, and—'

' My young friend, ' said the Badger calmly, ' your father—who was a great friend of mine— told me many things that he didn't tell you. “ Don't tell my son about this tunnel, ” he said to me. “ He's a good boy, but he talks far too much. ”'

Toad opened his mouth to argue, and then decided not to .

'I asked Otter, ' continued the Badger, ' to do some spy work for us. He pretended to be a gardener and went to the back door of the Hall, asking for work. During the conversation he learnt that tomorrow night there will be a big birthday par-ty— the Chief Weasel's, I think— in the dining-hall. All the weasels will be there, eating and drinking and laughing, and making a lot of noise. '

' But the stoats will still be on guard on the walls, ' said the Rat.

'True, 'agreed the Badger. 'But the weasels, you see, know that, so they won't have any guns or sticks with them at the party. And the tunnel comes up into that little room right next to the dining-hall. We only have to—'

'—run into the dining-hall—' cried the Mole.

'—with our guns and sticks and knives —'shouted the Rat.

'—and chase them and beat them and hit them! 'cried the Toad, greatly excited. He ran round and round the room, jumping over the chairs.

‘ Very well, then, ' said the Badger, sitting back comfortably and opening his newspaper. 'That is the plan, and there's nothing more for you to argue about. '

All the next day the Rat hurried about, getting the guns and the knives and the sticks ready. Once the Badger lifted his head from the newspaper.

'We shan't need guns or knives, Ratty, 'he said. 'We four, with our sticks, will clear the dining-hall in five minutes. I could do it by myself. '

'Better to be safe than sorry, ' said the Rat.

At last the evening came, and the four friends went quietly along the river bank to find the entrance to the secret tunnel. Toad, of course, managed to fall in the river and his friends had to pull him out. The tunnel was cold, and wet, and dark, and narrow. Poor Toad got frightened and ran into the Rat by mistake, who then nearly knocked the Mole over. All this made a lot of noise, and the Badger, who was in front with the lantern, turned round.

' If Toad can't keep quiet, ' he whispered angrily, 'I'll leave him here alone in the dark! '

After that, the Toad kept very quiet.

They could hear the noise of the party while they were still underground. Silently, they pushed open the door in the roof of the tunnel, and climbed up into the small room next to the dining-hall. Now they could hear one of the weasels singing a very rude song about Toad the car-thief.

'Just wait until I get my hands on him! ' Toad whispered angrily, showing his teeth.

' Right, boys! ' said the Badger, looking round at his friends. ' The hour has come! Follow me! '

And they crashed through the door into the dining-hall.

What a battle it was! How the four friends roared as they ran through the hall! What screams of fear came from the surprised weasels and ferrets! Tables and chairs were knocked over, plates and glasses went crashing to the floor. Up and down went the four friends, shouting and roaring, and their sticks whistled through the air. There were only four of them, but they seemed enormous to the weasels and the ferrets. The Wild Wooders ran in terror, escaping through the doors and windows , and even up the chimneys—anywhere to get away from those terrible sticks.

In five minutes the room was cleared. The stoats outside, the four friends discovered later, had gone too. They were already frightened by the noise of battle from the hall, so when the weasels and the ferrets started running out in terror, the stoats dropped their guns and ran back to the Wild Wood. In fact, after that night there was no more trouble from the Wild Wooders for a long time. And when any of them met the Badger and his friends out for a walk, they were very polite indeed.

Back in Toad Hall, there was a lot of tidying up to do after the battle. At last it was all done, and the four friends, tired but happy, went upstairs to bed.

'And now, ' said the Badger, after breakfast the next morning, 'we must have a Victory Party. Toad, you must write and invite all our friends for tonight. '

'What—me do all the work?' said Toad crossly, 'Why…'He suddenly stopped, then said, ' Yes, of course. I'll do every-thing. I'll plan the party, and the singing and—'

'Oh no, ' said the Rat, 'You're not going to sing any of your songs. '

'Not just one little song?' asked Toad miserably.

' No, Toady. You know very well that your songs are all about you and how clever you are. They're just one long boast! '

' Come on now, Toad, ' said the Badger kindly. 'You know that you have to change your ways and become a sensible animal. Why not begin now? What better moment could there be, on your return to Toad Hall?'

Toad looked at his three friends' serious faces. For a long while he seemed to be thinking deeply. At last he spoke. 'My friends, you are right, ' he said sadly. 'And I am wrong. From today, I will be a very different Toad. You will never be ashamed of me again. '

The party was a great success. Everyone wanted to hear about the battle, and there was a lot of noisy talking and laughing. But Toad was not at all noisy. He moved quietly round the room, making sure that everyone had enough to eat and drink. He said very little about the battle, only, 'Oh, it was Badger's clever plan. And the Mole and the Rat did all the hard fighting.

His three friends watched him with their mouths open in surprise-which pleased Toad very much. Towards the end of the evening, some of the younger animals started banging on the table and shouting, ' Toad! Song! Mr Toad' s Song! ' But Toad only shook his head gently, and immediately began a quiet conversation with Otter, asking in an interested voice about his children.

He was indeed a different Toad!

7．重返蛤蟆宅第

水鼠抓住癞蛤蟆的脖子将他拉出水面，然后把他带回客厅。

“噢，阿鼠！”癞蛤蟆叫道，“最后那次见你之后，我做了好多了不起的事！险情层出不穷！我被投入监狱——逃出来了，当然！被推进了运河——安全游上了岸！偷了一匹马——卖了好多钱！噢，我真是聪明的癞蛤蟆，而且——”

“癞蛤蟆，”水鼠很严肃地打断道，“不要再吹牛了！快上楼，洗洗干净换上我的衣服。我从来没见过谁像你这样又湿又脏的。”

癞蛤蟆有点温怒地上楼了，但是他还是很乐意脱掉这身洗衣婆的装扮。他一身整洁干净地下楼了，准备告诉水鼠他的冒险经历——他是多么聪明，多么勇敢，多么成功。水鼠给他取来午餐，不苟言笑地听癞蛤蟆在那儿滔滔不绝。最后癞蛤蟆结束了，水鼠抬头看着他。

“我得告诉你，癞蛤蟆，”他慢慢地说着，“我感到羞耻——是的，羞耻有一位朋友是犯人，一位逃出来的犯人。难道你看不出这一切一点也不有趣，一点也不令人兴奋吗？”

一阵沉默，然后癞蛤蟆难过地说：“你是对的，阿鼠。当然，你对。我太愚蠢，太好吹牛了！从现在起，我应该做一个安静，理智的癞蛤蟆。过一会我就回蛤蟆宅第，然后——”

“回蛤蟆宅第？”水鼠叫道，“你在说什么呀？难道你没听说？”

“听说什么？”癞蛤蟆问道，一副惊恐的样子，“快，阿鼠，告诉我！什么我没听说？”

“关于野树林的动物！”水鼠叫道。“大白鼬，黄鼠狼和雪貂——他们占据了蛤蟆宅第！当你被送进监狱，他们在一个漆黑的晚上走出野树林，闯进了你的宅第。从此他们就住在那儿了——吃你的，喝你的，开狂欢晚会。他们有刀，有枪，有棍棒，日夜都有卫士把守在房子周围。他们说他们将永远住下去。”

刚开始癞蛤蟆怎么也不能相信这件事。他还是去了蛤蟆宅第，只见两只雪貂站在花园里嘲笑着他，守卫在墙头上的大白鼬向他开枪射击。癞蛤蟆急忙趴在地上，子弹从他头上飞过。他非常沮丧地回到了水鼠家。

那天晚上在水鼠家里有个会。鼹鼠和獾要来一起商量怎么从野树林动物手中夺回蛤蟆宅第。

当他们走进房子看见癞蛤蟆时，獾很遗憾地摇着头说：“可怜的蛤蟆！对你来说，这不是一次愉快的回家之行。”

当鼹鼠见到他显得非常高兴。“你这个老蛤蟆！”他叫道，“你是怎么设法从监狱里逃出来的？你真是聪明。”

“聪明？”癞蛤蟆说，“得了，我不想吹牛了，鼹鼠。我将告诉你所有的一切，然后你会决定我是否——”

“癞蛤蟆，请你务必保持安静！”水鼠说道，“我们必须研究些方案。我想我知道癞蛤蟆应采取的最好方法——”

“不，你不知道！”鼹鼠打断道。“我知道癞蛤蟆应怎么做，他应该——”

“够了，我什么都不想做！”癞蛤蟆叫道，他有些激动。“我不会听从你们这帮家伙的命令！我们现在谈论的是我的房子，而且

这时，他们几乎是在互相大叫大嚷了，突然从手扶椅那儿传来一个低沉的声音。

“你们全给我马上安静下来！”獾说道。“听着，鼹鼠和我一直在注意着蛤蟆宅第的动向。持枪的大白鼬把守在围墙周围，他们还都是很不赖的卫兵。我们是不能从外面攻打进去的。对于我们来说，他们太厉害了。”

“那么没有希望了，”癞蛤蟆痛苦地叫道。“我将离开这儿去参军或干别的什么，我将再也见不到我心爱的宅第了！”

“振作起来，阿癞，”獾说，“因为我将告诉你一个非常重大的秘密。”

蛤蟆很有兴趣地坐直了身。他喜欢秘密，尽管他从来不能保守秘密。

“有-个-地-下-通-道，”獾缓缓地说，“从附近的河岸刚好通到蛤蟆宅第的中部。”

“别荒唐了，獾！”癞蛤蟆叫了起来。“当然没有！我熟悉蛤蟆宅第的里里外外，而且——”

“我的年轻朋友，”獾平静地说，“你父亲——我最好的朋友——告诉过我许多没对你提过的事情。‘不要把这个通道告诉我儿子，’他对我说，‘他是好孩子，但他话太多。’”

癞蛤蟆张大嘴巴准备争辩，马上又决定放弃了。

“我让水獭，”獾继续道。“为我们作了些侦察。他扮成园丁去宅子后门找活干。在交谈中，他了解到明天晚上那儿将举行大型的生日晚会——我想是黄鼠狼头头的——在餐厅里。所有的黄鼠狼将在那儿吃喝玩乐，并制造出许多噪声。”

“但是大白鼬肯定还会在墙头上巡逻，”水鼠说道。

“是的，”獾赞同道，“但是你要明白，正是因为黄鼠狼知道有人放哨，他们在舞会上就不会随身带枪棍之类的。而地道刚好通到餐厅隔壁的那所小房间，我们只要——”

“——冲进厅——”鼹鼠叫道。

“——带着我们的枪、棍和刀——”水鼠喊道。

“——然后赶他们，揍他们，砍他们！”蛤蟆也叫了起来，他异常激动，跨过椅子，在房间里跑圈儿。

“很好，那么，”獾舒服地向后靠坐着，打开报纸。“这就是计划，你们没有什么再争吵了吧。”

第二天一整天，水鼠忙上忙下，准备着枪、刀和棍棒。一次，獾从报纸上抬起头，说：“我们不需要刀枪，阿鼠。我们四个带着棍棒在五分钟内就可以清理好餐厅，其实我一个就能解决。”

“最好能万无一失，免得有遗憾，”水鼠答道。

夜幕终于降临了，这四个朋友悄悄地沿着河岸找到了秘密通道的入口。癞蛤蟆竟然掉到了河里，这也是情理中的事，他的朋友不得不将他拉了上来。地道里又冷又湿，既黑也窄。可怜的癞蛤蟆害怕极了，不小心撞倒了水鼠，水鼠又差点碰倒了鼹鼠。这不免弄出了很多响声，獾提着灯笼走在前面，这时转过头。

“如果蛤蟆不能保持镇定，”他压低声音生气地说，“我就把他独个儿留在黑暗里！”

此后，癞蛤蟆就一直特别安静。

他们在宅第的地下就能听到晚会的喧闹声。悄悄地，他们推开了地道顶上的门，然后爬进餐厅隔壁的那间小房子。现在他们可以听见一只黄鼠狼正唱着一首相当粗俗的歌，什么癞蛤蟆这个盗车贼如何如何。

“待会儿我要掐住他的脖子！”癞蛤蟆吡牙咧嘴，愤愤地低声说道。

“好了，小伙子们！”獾看着他的朋友们说。“时候到了！跟我来！”

紧接着，他们撞开门冲进饭厅。

那是一场怎样的战斗啊！这四个朋友是怎样地怒吼着冲进了大厅！吃惊的黄鼠狼和雪貂发出了怎样的尖叫声！桌子和椅子给撞倒了，杯子和盘子摔碎在地板上。这四个朋友横冲直闯，怒吼狂叫着，他们的棍棒在空中发出嘶嘶挥舞声。他们仅有四位，但在黄鼠狼，雪貂眼里他们似乎非常强大。这些野树林动物吓得到处跑，从门那儿，从窗户那儿，有的甚至从烟囱那儿——任何能躲开那些可怕的棍子的地方。

五分钟内房间就被清除干净。这四个伙伴后来才发现外面的大白鼬也不见了。其实，大厅里的战斗声把他们给吓倒了，于是当黄鼠狼和雪貂在惊恐中乱窜时，他们也扔下枪逃回野树林。事实上，自那晚后的很长时间里，野树林的动物没再来找过麻烦。而且当他们中的任何一位遇见獾和他的朋友在外面散步，他们显得的确非常有礼貌。

会战后的蛤蟆宅第有许多清扫工作要做。最后收拾妥当，这四个伙伴虽累但很开心地上楼睡觉了。

“现在，”第二天早餐后，獾开口道，“我们应该举行一个庆功宴会。癞蛤蟆，你应该写些请柬邀请我们所有的朋友今晚来这儿。”

“什么——我干这所有的活？”癞蛤蟆生气地说，“为什么……”他突然停下来，然后说道：“是的，当然。我将照办，安排一个派对，又唱又——”

“噢，不，”水鼠打断道，“你不要再唱你的那些歌了。”

“一首都不行吗？”癞蛤蟆伤心地问道。

“不行，阿癞。你很了解你的歌全是关于你自己，还有你是多么聪明之类的。那仅仅是些冗长的吹牛皮罢了！”

“好了，蛤蟆，”獾和善地说。“你知道你得改变你的行事方式，成为一只理智的动物。为什么不从现在开始呢？如今你重新返回蛤蟆宅第，还有比现在更好的时刻吗？”

癞蛤蟆看着三位朋友严肃的表情，很长时间，他似乎沉浸在思考中。最后他开口了。“我的朋友，你们是对的，”他难过地说道，“我错了，从今天开始，我将洗心革面，你们将不再会为我感到羞耻了。”

晚会非常成功。每个人都想听听那次袭击，大家在那儿说着，笑着，吵吵嚷嚷的。但是癞蛤蟆一点也不吵。他在房间里静静地转悠着，保证大家都有足够的食品和饮料。关于那次战斗，他只谈了一点点：“哦，那是獾的妙计，鼹鼠和水鼠的英勇作战。”

他的三位朋友张大嘴巴吃惊地看着他——这让癞蛤蟆非常开心。晚宴临近尾声时，一些年轻的动物开始敲着桌子叫着：“蛤蟆！唱歌！唱首蛤蟆先生的歌！”但是癞蛤蟆只是轻轻地摇了摇头，很快又转过去静静地和水獭聊天，还很感兴趣地问着他孩子们的情况。

他确实是改变了！

The Elves and the Shoemaker

There was once a shoemaker, who, through no fault of his own, became so poor that at last he had nothing left but just enough leather to make one pair of shoes. He cut out the shoes at night, so as to set to work upon them next morning; and as he had a good conscience, he laid himself quietly down in his bed, committed himself to heaven, and fell asleep. In the morning, after he had said his prayers, and was going to get to work, he found the pair of shoes made and finished, and standing on his table. He was very much astonished, and could not tell what to think, and he took the shoes in his hand to examine them more nearly; and they were so well made that every stitch was in its right place, just as if they had come from the hand of a master-workman.

Soon after, a purchaser entered, and as the shoes fitted him very well, he gave more than the usual price for them, so that the shoemaker had enough money to buy leather for two more pairs of shoes.

He cut them at night, and intended to set to work the next morning with fresh spirit; when he got up they were already finished, and a customer even was not lacking, who gave him so much money that he was able to buy leather enough for four new pairs. Early next morning he found the four pairs also finished, and so it always happened; whatever he cut out in the evening was worked up by the morning, so that he was soon in the way of making a gook living, and in the end became very well to do.

One night, not long before Christmas, when the shoemaker had finished cutting out, and before he went to bed, he said to his wife,

“How would it be if we were to sit up tonight and see who it is that does us this service?”

His wife agreed, and set a light to burn. Then they both hid in a corner of the room, behind some coats that were hanging up, and then they began to watch. As soon as it was midnight they saw come in two neatly-formed naked little men, who seated themselves before the shoemaker's table, and took up the work that was already prepared, and began to stitch, to pierce, and to hammer so cleverly and quickly with their little fingers that the shoemaker's eyes could scarcely follow them, so full of wonder was he. And they never left off until everything was finished and was standing ready on the table, and then they jumped up and ran off.

The next morning the shoemaker's wife said to her husband, “Those little men have made us rich, and we ought to show ourselves grateful. With all their running about, and having nothing to cover them, they must be cold. I'll tell you what: I will make little shirts, coats, waistcoats, and breeches for them, and knit each of them a pair of stockings, and you shall make each of them a pair of shoes. ”

The husband consented willingly, and at night, when everything was finished, they laid the gifts together on the table, instead of the cut-out work, and placed themselves so that they could observe how the little men would behave. When midnight came, they rushed in, ready to set work, but when they found, instead of the pieces of prepared leather, the neat little garments put ready forthem, they stood a moment in surprise, and then they testified the greatest delight. With the greatest swiftness they took up the pretty garments and slipped them on, singing,

“What spruce and dandy boys are we!

No longer cobblers we will be. ”

Then they hopped and danced about, jumping over the chairs and tables, and at last danced out at the door.

From that time they were never seen again; but it always went well with the shoemaker as long as he lived, and whatever he took in hand prospered.

as if…好像；尤如

asleep [+'sli:p] adj. 熟睡的

astonish [+'st&niM] vt. 吃惊

be astonished惊愕

but [(弱)b+t,(强)b)t]prep. 但是

commit [k+'mit] vt. 承诺；委托

commit oneself to 承诺(某事)

conscience ['k&nM+ns]n. 良心

elf [elf]n. 小精灵

enough [i'n)f]adj. 足够的

enter ['ent+]vi. 进入

examine [ig'z$min] vi. 检查；察看

fall [f&:l] vi. (fell [fel]，fallen ['f&:l+0n])跌落；下降

fall asleep 睡着；进入梦乡

fault [f&:t]n.缺点

finish ['finiM]vt. 完成

fit [fit] vi.大小合适

get to 着手干(某事)

(be) going to…打算(从事某事)

heaven ['hevn]n. 天；上天；天堂

just [DN)st] adv.正巧；正当

last [l%:st]n. 最后 at last终于

lay [lei]vt. (laid [leid]) 放

lay oneself(让自己)躺在…

leather ['leJ+]n.皮革

leave [li:v]vt. 离开；离别

master-workman ['m%:st+w+:km+n]n. 老师傅；名工巧匠

nearly ['ni+li]adv. 几乎

once [w)ns]adv. 一次

one's own自己

pair

place

prayer

price

purchaser ['p+:tM+s+]n. 购买者

quietly ['kwai+tli]adv. 静静地

right [rait] adj.正确的

shoemaker ['Mu:meik+]n. 制鞋匠

so as to为了…的目的

so that为了…；以至于

soon [su:n]adv. 很快；不久

stitch [stitM]n.一针

through [Iru:]prep. 通过

usual ['ju:{u+l]adj. 普通的

work upon对…进行加工

able ['eibl] asdj.能够的

be able to 能够(做…)

agree [+'gri:] vi. 同意

already [&:l'redi]adv. 已经

behind [bi'haind] prep. 在…的后面

both [b+(I]adj. 两个的

burn [b+:n]vt. (burnt [b+:nt])燃烧

Christmas ['krism+s]n. 圣诞节

corner ['k&::n+]n. 角落

customer ['k)st+m+]n. 顾客

end [end]n. 尾端；结尾；结束

enough [i'n)f]adj. 足够的

even ['i:v+n]adv. 甚至于

finish ['finiM]vt. 完成；结束

fresh [freM]adj. 新鲜的

get up vi. 起床

hang [h$R] vi. (hung [h)R])挂着；挂起；吊起

happen ['h$p+n]vi.发生

hide [haid]vi. (hid [hid], hidden ['hidn]) 躲藏

intend [in'tend]vi.打算；想要做…

lacking ['l$kiR]adj. 缺乏的

leather ['leJ+]n. 皮革

living ['liviR]n. 生计

midnight ['midnait]n.半夜

naked ['neikid]adj. 赤裸裸的；裸露的

neatly-formed ['ni:tli'f&:md] adj. (体形等)端正的

pair

prepair

seat oneself 坐下；坐在…

service ['s+:vis]n. 服务，干活

set to 准备好(做某事)

shoemaker ['Mu:meik+]n. 鞋匠

sit up 熬夜，开夜车

so…that(用于表示结果)太…以至于

soon [su:n]adv. 很快；不久

as soon as… 一…就…

spirit ['spirit]n. 精神

watch [w&tM]vt. 观看；观察

well to do 富裕的

whatever [hw&t'ev+]pron. 无论如何

behave [bi'heiv]vi. 表现；举止

breeches ['bri:tMiz]n. 短裤；马裤

cleverly ['klev+li]adv. 巧妙地

consent [k+n'sent]vi. 同意

cut-out ['k)taut]adj. 裁剪

finish ['finiM]vt. 完成

follow ['f&l+u]vt. 跟随

full [ful]adj. 充满的

garment ['g%:m+nt]n. 服装(总称)

gift [gift]n. 礼品

grateful ['greitful] adj. 感激的

hammer ['h$m+]vt. 用榔头敲打

husband ['h)zb+nd]n. 丈夫

instead of 代替

knit [nit] vt. 编织

lay [lei]vt. (laid [leid]) (安)放

leather ['leJ+]n. 皮革

leave [li:v]vi.离开

midnight ['midnait]n. 半夜

neat [ni:t]adj. 整齐的

observe [+b'z+:v]vt. 观看；观察

off [&(:)f]adv. 离开，关闭

ought [&:t]v. aux. 应该

pair

piece

pierce

place

prepare

put ready 准备好

quicklly ['kwikli]adv. 很迅速地

ready ['redi]adj. 准备好的

running about 到处跑

rush [r)M]vi. 冲向

scarcely ['sk#+sli]adv. 很少

set [set]vi. 开始做…

shoemaker ['Mu:meik+]n. 鞋匠

so that～can…这样就能

stitch [stitM]vt. 缝针

together [t+'geJ+] adv. 一道；一起

until [+n'til]conj. 直到…才…

waistcoat ['weistk+ut]n. 马甲；背心

willingly ['wiliRli]adv. 心甘情愿的

with all… 由于…；考虑到…

wonder ['w)nd+]n. 感叹；对…感到惊奇不已

cobbler ['k&bl+]n. 鞋匠；臭皮匠

dandy ['d$ndi] adj. 漂亮的

delight [di'lait]n.高兴

garment ['g:m+nt]n. 服装(总称)

go well 顺利

hop [h&p]vi. 双脚跳

jump [DN)mp]n. 跳跃

last [l%:st]n. 最后

at last最后的，上一次的

live [liv] vi. 生活

moment ['m+um+nt]n. 时刻；瞬间

never ['nev+]adv. 决不

no longer不再

over ['+uv+]prep. 在…之上

prosper ['pr&sp+]vi. 繁荣；昌盛；发达

shoemaker ['Mu:meik+]n. 鞋匠

slip [slip]vt. 滑(倒)

spruce [spru:s]adj. 打扮得整洁漂亮的；

surprise [s+'praiz]n. 吃惊

in surprise吃惊地

swiftness ['swiftnis]n. 迅速

take in hand着手；从事

testify ['testifai] vt. 为…作证

whatever [hw&t'ev+] pron. 无论如何

小精灵和鞋匠

以前有个鞋匠. 虽然并不是因为他自己的过错，但是他变得很穷困，最后他只剩下仅够做一双鞋的皮料，别的一无所有. 于是，他在晚上把鞋料裁好，准备第二天上午开始把皮料制成皮鞋. 由于他心安理得，所以能安然躺在床上，把自己的一切托付上苍，然后就入睡了. 第二天早晨，他做过祷告后，准备开始工作，但是发现想要做的那双鞋子已经做好，放在自己的桌上. 他吃惊得目瞪口呆，不知该怎么想. 他把鞋子拿在手里，再加仔细端详. 这双鞋做得好极了，就像是出自一个制鞋大师之手，一针一线的位置都恰到好处.

不久，一位买主走进来. 因为那双鞋穿在他脚上大小很服贴，他给了比一般都高的价钱. 这样，鞋匠就有钱买了做两双鞋的皮料. 他在晚上把皮料裁剪好，准备第二天早晨精神焕发地开始工作. 但当他起身时，发现鞋料又已经被做成了鞋子. 甚至连买主也不缺. 那位买主给他很多的钱，使他可以购买做四双皮鞋的皮料. 隔天一大早，他又发现那四双鞋也已有人帮他做好. 如此反复，无论他晚上裁剪了多少双鞋料，到早上这些鞋料必然被做成了鞋子. 如是，他的生活很快得到了改善，最后还是变得十分富有.

圣诞节前不久的一个晚上，鞋匠在裁完皮料上床之前对他的妻子说：

“今天晚上如果我们熬个夜，看看谁在为我们干活，好吗？”

他的妻子同意了. 他们点了一盏灯，然后躲在屋子一角挂了几件上衣的后面，再就开始观察. 一到半夜时，他们发现两个五官端正，但身上赤条条的小人，来到屋内，坐在鞋匠的桌子前，干起为他们准备好的活儿. 他们时儿穿针引线，时儿用锥钉钉子，他们的小手指如此灵敏俐落，连鞋匠的眼光也几乎赶不上，他真是惊叹不已. 他们总是先把活儿干完，把做好的放在桌上，然后才跳跳蹦蹦地离去.

第二天早晨，鞋匠的妻子对鞋匠说：“那两个小人使我们发了财，我们也应该对他们表示感激之情. 他们一丝不挂地跑东跑西，一定很冷. 我有个主意. 我会给他们做些小衬衫，小外套，小马甲，小马裤，并且为他们每人织一双长统袜，你再为他们每人做一双鞋子. ”

丈夫欣然同意. 晚上，当他们做完所有的事情后，他们把礼物一起放在桌上，而不再放裁剪好的鞋料，然后，他们躲到可以观察小精灵如何行动的地方. 半夜一到，两个小精灵匆匆而来，准备开始工作. 但是他们没有发现裁剪好的皮料，却发现了为他们准备好的整洁的小衣裳，他们呆了一阵子，然后喜形于色，很快地拿起了漂亮的衣服，一面穿在身上，一面唱着：

“我们是多么时髦漂亮的小伙子啊!

“我们不再是臭皮匠了. ”

他们又跳又唱，在屋里的桌子和椅子上跳来跳去，最后跳出了大门.

从那以后，再也没有见到过他们，但是鞋匠后来终其一生都过得幸福美满，凡是所经营的事业，无不兴旺发达.

解 说

1. through no fault of his own并非由于他自己的过错. 2. he had nothing left but just enough leather to make one pair of shoes他除了仅够做一双鞋的皮料之外一无所有. (句中nothing…but…意为“只有…”)3. so as to get to work upon (next morning) 以便(明晨)对它们进行加工；(词组中so as to引导出表示目的的状语词组. )4. committed himself to heaven把自己托付给上苍；听天由命. 5. said his prayere做了祷告. 6. found the pair of shoes made and standing on his table发现那双鞋子已经做好并被放在桌上了. 7. could not tell what to think惊讶得目瞪口呆. 8. every stich was in its right place每一针的位置都很贴切. 9. as if they had come from the hand of a master -workman好像它们是制鞋大师的杰作. 10. gave more than usual price for them付的钱比往常要多. 11. enough money to buy leather for…足够买制作…的皮料. 12. with fresh spirit精力充沛地；精神焕发地. 13. who gave him so much money that… (那个顾客)给他那么多的钱…；(句中who指上文中的那个顾客，that…后接表示结果的状语从句. 14. four new pairs = four new pairs of shoes四双新鞋子. 15. Early next morning第二天一早. 16. found the four pairs also finished发现那四双鞋也已经做好了. 17. whatever he cut out in the evening无论他晚上裁剪好多少双鞋料. 18. was worked up next morning第二天早上必然被做好了. 19. so that he was soon in the way of making a good living因此，他的生活很快就越来越好，句中 in the way of表示一种发展倾向；make a good living过好日子，生活舒适. 20. not long before Christmas圣诞节前不久. 21. finish cutting out完成裁剪工作. 22. how would it be if…如果…那么会怎样？23. as soon as it was midnight一到半夜 they saw come in two neatly-formed naked little men 一到半夜，他们就发现有两个五官端正，浑身上下一丝不挂的小人走进房间，(句中，宾语从句为倒装句，句中的come in位置提前，使句子更生动，正常语序应为：…they saw two neatly-formed naked little men come in 24. …began to stitch, to pierce and to hammer so cleverly and quickly with their little fingers that…开始用他们的小手指非常迅速而熟练地穿针引线，打洞，钉钉子，因此…(句中that引导出表示结果的状语从句. )25. full of wonders was he (that) 他惊讶极了；(此句为了强调full而倒装；一般词序为：he was so full of wonderds (that…) 26. Those little men have made us rich这些小人儿使我们富裕起来. 27. with all their running about他们跑东跑西的. 28. they must be cold他们一定很冷. 29. I'll tell you what 我有个主意. 30. placed themselves so that they could observe how the little men would behave 把他们自己藏在一个地方，从那儿可以看到那些小人儿会干什么. 31. With the greatest swiftness以最快的动作. 32. What spruce and dandy boys are we! 我们是多么时髦漂亮的孩子啊!(此句为了达到押韵的目的而主谓倒置，也可改写为：What spruce and dandy boys we are!)33. No longer cobblers we will be = We will be cobblers no longer. 34. It always went well with the shoemaker as long as he lived但是鞋匠后来终其一生都过得幸福美满. 35. whatever he took in hand prospered无论他干什么，都发利市/很赚钱.

The Wolf and the Seven Little Goats

There was once an old goat who had seven little ones, and was as fond of them as ever mother was of her children. One day she had to go into the wood to fetch food for them, so she called them all round her.

“Dear children, ”said she,“I am going out into the wood; and while I am gone, be on your guard against the wolf, for when he were once to get inside he would eat you up, skin, bones, and all. The wretch often disguises himself, but he may always be known by his hoarse voice and black paws. ”

“Dear mother, ”answered the kids, “you need not be afraid, we will take good care of ourselves.” And the mother bleated good-bye, and went on her way with an easy mind.

It was not long before someone came knocking at the house door, and crying out,

“Open the door, my dear children, your mother has come back, and has brought each of you something. ”

But the little kids knew it was the wolf by the hoarse voice.

“We will not open the door,” cried they; “you are not our mother; she has a delicate and sweet voice, and your voice is hoarse; you must be the wolf. ”

Then off went the wolf to a shop and bought a big lump of chalk, and ate it up to make his voice soft. And then he came back, knocked at the house door, and cried,

“Open the door, my dear children, your mother is here, and has brought each of you something. ”

But the wolf had put up his black paws against the window, and the kids, seeing this, cried out,

“We will not open the door; our mother has no black paws like you; you must be the wolf. ”

The wolf then ran to a baker.

“Baker, ”said he, “I am hurt in the foot; pray spread some dough over the place. ”

And when the baker had plastered his feet, he ran to the miller.

“Miller,”said he, “strew me some white meal over my paws. ”But the miller refused, thinking the wolf must be meaning harm to someone.

“If you don't do it,” cried the wolf, “I'll eat you up!”

And the miller was afraid and did as he was told. And that just shows what men are.

And now came the rogue the third time to the door and knocked. “Open, children!”cried he. “Your dear mother has come home, and brought you each something from the wood. ”

“First show us your paws,” said the kids, “so that we may know if you are really our mother or not. ”

And he put up his paws against the window, and when they saw that they were white, all seemed right, and they opened the door; and when he was inside they saw it was the wolf, and they were terrified and tried to hide themselves. One ran under the table, the second got into the bed, the third into the oven, the fourth ran into the kitchen, the fifth hid in the cupboard, the sixth under the sink, the seventh in the clock-case. But the wolf found them all, and gave them short shrift; one after the other he swallowed down, all but the youngest, who was hid in the clock-case. And so the wolf, having got what he wanted, strolled forth into the green meadows, and laying himself down under a tree, he fell asleep.

Not long after, the mother goat came back from the wood; and, oh! what a sight met her eyes! The door was standing wide open; table, chairs, and stools, all thrown about; dishes broken; quilt and pillows torn off the bed. She sought her children; they were nowhere to be found. She called to each of them by name, but nobody answered, until she came to the name of the youngest.

“Here I am, Mother,” a little voice cried,“ here, in the clock-case. ”

And so she helped him out, and heard how the wolf had come, and eaten all the rest. And you may think how she cried for the loss of her dear children. At last in her grief she wandered out of doors, and the youngest kid with her; and when they came into the meadow, there they saw the wolf lying under a tree, and snoring so that the branches shook. The mother goat looked at him carefully on all sides and she noticed how something inside his body was moving and struggling.

“Dear me!” thought she. “Can it be that my poor children that he devoured for his evening meal are still alive?” And she sent the little kid back to the house for a pair of shears, and needle, and thread. Then she cut the wolf's body open, and no sooner had she made one snip than out came the head of one of the kids; and then another snip, and then one after the other the six little kids all jumped out alive and well, for in his greediness the rogue had swallowed them down whole. How delightful this was! So they comforted their dear mother and hopped about like tailors at a wedding.

“Now fetch some good hard stones,” said the mother, “and we will fill his body with them, as he lies asleep. ”

And so they fetched some in all haste, and put them inside him, and the mother sewed him up so quickly again that he was none the wiser.

When the wolf at last awoke, and got up, the stones inside him made him feel very thirsty, and as he was going to the brook to drink, they struck and rattled one against another. And so he cried out:

What is this I feel inside me

Knocking hard against my bones?

How should such a thing betide me!

They were kids, and now they're stones.

So he came to the brook, and stooped to drink, but the heavy stones weighed him down, so he fell over into the water and was drowned. And when the seven little kids saw it they came up running.

“The wolf is dead, the wolf is dead! ” they cried, and taking hands, they danced with their mother all about the place.

afraid [+'freid]adj. 害怕；恐怕

against [+'geinst] prep. 与…相对抗

back [b$k]adv. 向后

bleat [bli:t]vi. (象声词)羊的叫地声

bone [b+un]n. 骨胳；骨头

bring

care [k#+]n. 小心；注意；仔细

take good care of注意；照顾

cry ['krai]vi. 叫唤；叫喊

dear [di+] adj. 亲爱的

disguise [dis'gaiz]vt. 伪装；化装

disguise oneself把自己化装成…

ever ['ev+] adv. 永远

fetch [fetM]vt. 去…拿来

fond [f&nd]adj. 喜爱

fond of 喜欢

food [fu:d]n. 食物

get inside 进入

goat [g+ut]n. 山羊

guard [g%:d]n. 警惕

on one's guard戒备；警惕

hoarse [h&:s]adj. (声音)沙哑的

kid [kid] n. 孩子

knock [n&k]vt. 敲(门)

little ones ['litl w)nz]n. 小东西；小家伙

may [mei]v. aux. 可能

mind [maind]n. 头脑；思想

need [ni:d]v. aux. 需要

once [w)ns]adv. 有一次

open ['+up+n]vt. 打开

paw

round [raund] prep. 在…周围；环绕着

skin [skin]n. 皮；皮肤

so [s+u]conj. 如此…那么地…

someone ['s)mw)n]pron. 有人；某人

something ['s)mIiR]pron. 一些(事情)；某事

when [hwen]conj. 那时

while [hwail]conj. 当…的时候

wolf [wulf] n. 狼

wood [wud]n. 树林

would [wud] v. aux. will的过去式

wretch [retM]n. 恶棍

against [+'geinst]prep. 靠着

baker ['beik+]n. 面包师

bring

chalk [tM&:k]n. 石膏

cry [krai]vi. 叫喊

dear [di+]adj. 亲爱的

delicate ['delikit]adj. 优雅的；细小娇嫩

dough [d+u]n. 面粉团

hoarse [h&:s]adj. 沙哑的

hurt [h+:t]vt. 伤害

kid [kid]n. 孩子；儿童

knock [n&k]vt. 敲打；敲门

like [laik] prep. 像…一样

lump [lm)p]n. (一)块

lump of(一)块

make [meik] vt. (made [meid]) 使得

meal [mi:l]n. 一餐饭

miller ['mil+]n. 磨坊主

must [(弱)m+st，(强)m)st]v. aux. 必须

off [&(:)f]adv. 离开

over ['+uv+] prep. 在…之上

paw

place

plaster ['pl%:st+]vt. 敷上；

pray put refuse [ri'fju:z]vt. 拒绝

soft [s&ft]adj. 柔软的；细嫩的

something ['s)mIiR]pron. 某事；某物

spread [spred]vt. 洒；撒

strew [stru:]vt. (strewed [stru:d], strewn [stru:n]) 撒满

sweet [swi:t]adj. 甜蜜的；甜美的

when [hwen] conj. 当…的时候

wolf [wulf]n. 狼

afraid [+'freid]adj. 害怕

against [+'geinst]prep. 对着；靠着

as [(弱)+z, (强)$z]conj. 当…之际

bring

but [(弱)b+t, (强)b)t]prep. 但是

clock-case ['kl&kkeis]n. 大钟的外壳

cry [krai]vi. 叫喊

cupboard ['k)b+d]n. 碗厨

dear [di+] adj. 亲爱的

find [faind]vt. (found [faund])发现；找到

get [get]vi. (got [g&t])得到

harm [h%:m]n. 伤害

hide [baid] (hid [hid], hidden ['hidn])vt.

hide oneself 把自己藏在…

inside ['in'said]n. 在…中间

just [DN)st]adv. 只有

kid [kid] n. 孩子

kitchen ['kitMin]n. 厨房

knock [n&k]vt. 敲打；敲(门)

may [mei]v. aux. (might [mait]) 可以；可能

mean [mi:n]vt. 意味着

miller ['mil+]n. 磨坊主

must [(弱)m+st,(强)m)st] v. aux. 必须

one after the other 一个接着一个

oven [')vn]n. 烤炉

paw

really ['ri+li]adv. 真正地；真地

right [rait]adj. 正确的；右边的；

rogue [r+ug]n. 流氓；恶棍

seem [si:m]vi. 似乎

show [M+u]vt. 表示；暗示

shrift [Mrift]n. 对待

give short shrift无情地对待

so that…(may)… 以至…

someone ['s)mw)n]pron. 某人

something ['s)mIiR]pron.某事

swallow ['sw&l+u]vt. 吞食

terrify ['terifai] vt. 使…充满恐惧

time [taim]n. 次数

try [trai] vt. 尝试

when [hwen]conj. 当…的时候

wolf [wulf]n. 狼

wood [wud]n. 森林

asleep [+'sli:p]adj. 睡着的；熟睡的

branch

break

clock-case ['kl&kkeis]n. 大钟的外壳

cry for 为…而哭泣

dear [di+]adj. 亲爱的

dish [diM]n. 盆子；碟子

fall asleep 睡着了

forth [f&:I]adv. 向前

goat [g+ut]n. 山羊

grief [gri:f]n.悲痛

hide [haid]vt. (hid [hid], hidden ['hidn])躲藏

kid [kid]n. 孩子

last [l%:st]n. 最后；终于

look [luk]vt. 看；瞧

loss [l&s]n. 丧失；失去

may [mei]v. aux. (might [mait]) 可以；能够

meadow ['med+u]n. 草地；牧场

meet [mi:t] vt. (met (met))遇到

lay [lei]vt. (laid [leid])放；

lay oneself down 让自己躺下

lie [lai]vi. (lay [lei], lain [lein]) 躺

name [neim] n. 名字

by name按名字

nobody ['n+ub+di]pron. 没有谁

nowhere ['n+uhw#+]adv. 无论何处都没有

off [&(:)f]adv. 离开

oh [+(]int. 喔；噢

pillow ['pil+u]n. 枕头

quilt [kwilt]n. 被褥；床单

rest [rest]n. 余下的

seek [si:k]vt. (sought [s&:t])寻找

shake [Meik]vi. (shook [Muk], shaken ['Meik+n]震动

sight [sait]n. 情景；景象

snore [sn&:]vi. 打鼾

so that 以致于

stool [stu:l]n. 凳子；矮凳

stroll [str+ul]vi. 散步

tear [t#+]vt. [tore] [t&:], torn [t&:n]]撕开

throw [Ir+u] vt. (threw [Iru:], thrown [Ir+un])投扔

until [+n'til]conj. 直到…才…

wander ['w&nd+]vi. 徘徊；流浪

wide [waid] adv. 宽的

wood [wud]n. 森林

alive [+'laiv]adj. 活的；活着的

asleep [+'sli:p]adj. 睡着的

awake [+'weik]vi. (awoke [+'w+uk], awaken [+'weik+n]使…醒过来

carefully ['k#+fuli]adv. 仔细地；小心地

comfort ['k)mf+t]vt. 安慰

dear me 天哪!

delightful [di'laitful]adj. 高兴的

devour [di'vau+]vt. 吞食

fetch [fetM]vt. 取来

fill [fil] vt. 填入

for [(弱)f+,(强)f&:]conj. 为了

get up起床；起身

greediness ['gri:dinis]n. 贪婪； 贪心

hard [h%:d] adj. 硬的

haste [heist]n. 匆忙

in haste n. 匆忙地

hop [h&p]vi. 跳跃；双脚齐跳

inside ['in'said]prep. 在…之内

lie [lai]vi. (lay [lei], lain [lein]) 躺

like [laik]prep. 像…一样

meal [mi:l]n. 一餐饭

needle ['ni:dl]n. (缝纫用的)针

no sooner…than 一…就…

none [n)n]pron. 没有人；一个人也没有

notice ['n+utis]vt. 注意到

pair

quickly ['kwikli]adv. 迅速地

rogue [r+ug]n. 流氓；恶棍

send [send]vt. (sent [sent]) 送；派

sew [s+n]vt. 缝合

shears [Mi+z]n.(剪羊毛用的)大剪刀

side [said]n.一侧

snip [snip]n. 剪开

still [stil]adv. 仍然

struggle ['str)gl]vi. 斗争

swallow ['sw&l+u]vt. 吞食

tailor ['teil+]n.裁缝

thirsty [I+:sti]adj. 口渴

thread [Ired]n.线

wedding ['wediR]n.婚礼

whole [h+ul]adj. 整个的

wise [waiz]adj. 聪明的

none the wiser他一点也不知道；他仍被蒙在鼓里

against [+'geinst]prep. 与…相对；靠着

betide [bi'taid]vt. 发生；降临

bone [b+un]n. 骨头

brook

cry [krai]vi. 叫唤

dead [ded] adj. 死的；死亡的

drink [driRk]vt. (drank [dr$Rk], drunk [dr)Rk])喝水

drown [draun]vt. 淹死

fall [f&:l]vi. (fell [fel], fallen ['f&:l+n]) 跌落；掉下

feel [fi:l]vt. (felt [felt])感到

hard [h%:d] adj. 硬的

heavy ['hevi]adj. 沉重的

how [hau] adv. 如何

inside ['in'said]prep. 在…中间

kid [kid]n. 小孩

knock [n&k]vi. 敲打；撞击

over ['+uv+]adv. 在…之上

place

rattle ['r$tl]vt. 卡嗒卡嗒地响

should [Mud]v. aux. shall的过去式

so [s+u]adv. 如此地

stoop [stu:p]vi. 弯腰

strike [straik] vt. (struck [str)k])打声

such [(弱)s+tM, (强)s)tM]如此地…

weigh [wei]vt. (以重量)压下

wolf [wulf]n. 狼

七只小山羊和狼

从前有个羊妈妈，她有七个孩子——七只小山羊. 像每个母亲一样，她也很爱自己的孩子. 有一天，她要到树林里去为他们寻找食物，所以，她就把孩子们叫到身边.

“亲爱的孩子们，”她说，“我就要去森林里了，我走了以后，你们一定要提防那头狼，因为万一他溜进了屋里，他一定会把你们连皮带骨吃个精光. 那个坏蛋常常伪装，但是，你们总是可从它那吵哑的声音和黑黑的爪子认出他来. ”

“亲爱的妈妈，”孩子们回答，“你不要害怕，我们会好好地照顾自己的. ”羊妈妈与孩子们道别后，就放心地走了.

羊妈妈走了没多久，就有人来敲门，并大声喊道：

“亲爱的孩子们，快开门吧，你们的妈妈回来了，我还为每个小乖乖都带了东西!”

但是小家伙们从那个吵哑的声音中，就知道它是狼.

“我们不会开门的，”他们高声答道. “你不是我们的妈妈；她的声音柔和甜美，而你的声音粗哑. 你一定是狼. ”

于是狼离开了，前往一家商店买了一大块白垩. 它把白垩吃了，使自己的声音柔和一些，然后他又卷土重来，一边敲门一边喊道：

“开门呀，亲爱的孩子们. 你们的妈妈到家了. 我给你们每人都带了东西. ”

但是，那头狼把自己的黑爪子搭在窗上，给孩子们看见了. 于是，孩子们喊道：

“我们才不会开门呢!”我们的妈妈没有像你那种黑黑的爪子. 你一定是狼. ”

于是狼跑到一个面包师那里，对面包师说，“面包师，我的脚受伤了，请你给我在脚上敷些生面团吧. ”

面包师给他敷上生面团后，他又跑到一个磨坊主人那里说道：

“磨坊老板，请你在我的脚上洒些白面粉. ”

但磨坊主人回绝了，他想狼一定在动坏脑筋害人.

“如果你不给我在脚上洒面粉，我就把你吃掉!”

于是磨坊主人害怕了，就按狼的要求，给它的脚上洒了些白面粉. 人就是这样，先求自保.

随后，那个恶棍第三次来到羊妈妈的家，敲门.

“孩子们，开门来!”他喊道，“你们亲爱的妈妈回来了，我还从林子里给你们大家带来了好东西!”

“先给我们看看你的爪子，”孩子们说. “这样我们才会知道你是否真正是我们的母亲. ”

于是狼把它的爪子搭在窗上. 当孩子们看到爪子是白的，一切似乎都很正常，他们就把门打开了. 当狼进屋后，他们才发现它是狼. 孩子们怕极了，大家都想把自己藏起来. 第一只山羊躲到了桌下，第二只山羊钻进了床上的被子里，第三只山羊躲到了烤炉内，第四只山羊逃进了厨房，第五只山羊钻进了碗橱里，第六只山羊躲到了水槽下面，第七只山羊钻进了大钟的钟壳之中. 但是，除了那只钻进钟壳的小羊幸免之外，老狼把其余的六只都找了出来，而且毫不留情地把他们一一吞下了肚子.

吃饱后，狼心满意足地走到一片如茵的草地，躺在一棵大树下进入了梦乡.

没多久，羊妈妈从林子里回来. 啊!她看到的是一副什么景象啊!大门敞开着，屋内的桌子，椅子，小凳子摔的到处都是，地上是被打碎的碗碟和从床上扯下的床单和枕头，却什么地方也找不到孩子. 于是，她开始一个个地呼唤他们的名字，只有当叫到最小的那个孩子时，才听到回答：

“妈妈，”一个微弱的声音回答道，“我在这里，在大钟的钟壳里. ”

羊妈妈帮助小山羊爬出了钟壳，并听他讲狼怎样来把其余的羊都吃光了的经过. 你们可以想像，羊妈妈是怎么样地为失去了她亲爱的孩子们而痛哭流涕. 最后，她伤心地带着那只最小的羊，漫无目的的走到户外. 在那草地上，他们发现那头狼躺在树下，鼾声如雷，把树枝都震得发抖. 羊妈妈对狼仔细地左看右看，发现它的肚子里有东西在动，在挣扎.

“天啊!”她想，“我的那些被狼吞食当晚餐的可怜的孩子们，是否有可能还活着!”于是她叫小羊回家去拿一把剪羊毛用的大剪刀和一些针线. 然后，她就动手把狼的肚子剪开. 她刚刚剪开一个口子，一只小羊的头就冒了出来，她又剪下去，于是狼肚子内的小羊一个接一个地从开口处跳了出来，因为恶狼贪婪得很，在吃小羊时是整个吞下去的，所以小羊们能安然无恙地活着. 这是多么令人高兴的事啊!小羊们一边安慰着羊妈妈，一边兴高采烈跳跳蹦蹦，就像在参加一个婚礼一样.

“去搬些又大又硬的石头来，”羊妈妈说，“我们要乘狼熟睡时把它的肚子填满石头. ”

于是，小羊们急急忙忙地搬了些石头来，塞进了狼的肚子，随后羊妈妈很迅速地把狼肚子又缝合了起来，而狼一点也没有发觉.

狼醒来之后，肚子里的石头使它感到很渴，当他动身到溪水旁边去喝水时，一路上石头还相互碰撞，响个不停. 于是他自言自语地说：

我肚里到底是什么东西？

硬绑绑顶着我的骨头.

事情怎么会这样希奇!

吃下的是小羊羔，现在却成了石头.

走到小溪边，狼就弯下身子准备饮水，但是重的石头压得他直不起腰来. 于是，他跌进水里淹死了. 小羊们看到狼淹死了，都跑了出来. “狼死了，狼死了. ”他们喊道，同时手挽着手，和羊妈妈一起在周围跳起舞来.

解 说

1. was fond of them as ever mother of her children像任何母亲喜爱自己的孩子那样，羊妈妈很喜爱自己的羊羔(此句句子为省略句，其完整的表达方式为：was fond of them as mother was ever fond of her children 2. she had to go into the wood to fetch food forthem她不得不去森林为他们取食物(had to意为：不得不)3. I'm going out into the wood我要去森林. (句中 am going out是用现在进行方式表示将来的一种方法)4. be on your guard against the wolf要警惕那头狼(be on your guard against意为：要当心；要警惕) 5. he would eat you up, skin, bones and all他会把你们连皮带骨都吃了. (句中skin, bones and all为独立成分，补充说明 eat you up)6. he may always be known by his hoarse voice and black paws你们总是可从他吵哑的声音和黑黑的爪子把他认出来. (原句为被动语态，但用主动语态来译出它们的意思更附合中文习惯. )7. you need not be afraid你不必害怕. 8. bleated good-bye(bleated good-bye是 said good-bye变化而来的. 因为羊不会说话，只能 bleat(羊叫)，所以 said good-bye就成了bleated good-bye，以达到一种幽默的语言效果. ) 9. with an easy mind很放心地. 10. It was not long before someone came…不久就有人来到(It was not long before…是固定句型，意为：不久…)11. Then off went the wolf to a shop = Then the wolf went off to a shop 然后，那头狼就去了一家商店. 12. to make his voice soft为的是使他的声音更温柔. 13. your mother is here. 你们的妈妈来了. 14. the kids, seeing this, cried out看到这情景，孩子们都叫了起来. (此句也可改写为：When they saw this (=seeing this), the kids cried out.)15. I am hurt in the foot. 我的腿受伤了. (表示伤在何处，可用介词 in.

例如：She was hurt in the back. 他的背部受伤了. )16. pray spread some dough over the place. 请在这地方敷一些生面粉团. 17. thinking the wolf must be meaning harm to someone认为那头狼一定在打算害人. (to mean harm to someone意为“有意要害人”. )18. And that just shows what men are.而那恰恰表现了人的本质. (when men are: 人就是那样的. )19. so that we may know if you are really our mother or not这样我们就能知道你是否真是我们的母亲. (以if为首的从句是know的宾语从句；if在这里意为“是否”. )20. when he was inside当他进入了屋内(=when he was inside the house. )21. one after the other he swallowed down他把小羊羔一个接着一个地吞下肚内. (此句为倒装句，其一般语序为= he swallowed one after the other. 倒装后强调 one after the other.22. who was hid in the clock-case 那个最小的小羊羔藏在大钟的钟壳之内. (who指上文中的第七个小羊羔. )23. having got what he wanted得到了他所要得到的东西 (=after he had got what he wanted to get. ) 24. laying himself down under a tree 让自己躺在一棵树下. 25. Not long after不久. 26. was standing wide open(门)大开着. 27. all thrown about(桌子，椅子等)被乱扔一气. 28. dishes broken盆子被打破了(=dishes were broken) 29. quilt and pillows torn of the bed床单和枕头都被撕下了床. (= quilt and pillows were torn off the bed) 30. they were nowhere to be found无论在什么地方都找不到他们. 31. until…直到…32. helped him out帮他走出了钟壳. 33. in her grief在她极度痛苦之中. 34. they saw the wolf lying under a tree, and snoring so that the branches shook他们看见那头狼躺在一棵树下，他鼾声大作，使树枝也为之颤动. 35. she noticed how something inside his body was moving and struggling她注意到他的肚子里有什么东西在动，在挣扎. 36. Can it be that…是否有可能… 37. a pair of shear 一把剪羊毛用的大剪刀. 38. cut the wolf's body open把狼的肚子剖开. 39. no sooner had she made one snip that out came the head of one of the kids她刚刚剪开一个小口，一个孩子的头就冒了出来. 40. and then another snip 然后，(她)又剪了一个小口. 41. one after the other一个接着一个. 42. in his greediness由于他的贪婪. 43. sewed him up so quickly that…把他的肚子很快地缝合了；缝合得如此之快，以至…44. made him feel very thirsty使他感到非常口渴. 45. rattled one against another(石头)相互撞击，发卡嗒卡嗒的声音. 46. What is this I feel. 我感觉到的是什么东西啊. (=What is this that I feel. ) 47. they came up running他们跑着来到(母亲面前). 48. taking hands相互握着手；手挽着手. 49. all about the place到处(all about和all over都有“到处”的意思，例如：all over the country全国各地. )

The Frog Prince

In the old times, when peo ple could have all they wished, there lived a King whose daughters were all handsome, but the youngest was so beautiful that the sun himself, who has seen so much, wondered each time he shone over her because of her beauty. Near the royal castle there was a great dark wood, and in the wood under an old linden tree was a well; and when the day was hot, the King's daughter used to go forth into the wood and sit by the brink of the cool well, and if the time seemed long, she would take out a golden ball, and throw it up and catch it again, and this was her favorite pastime.

Now it happened one day that the golden ball, instead of falling back into the maiden's little hand which had sent it aloft, dropped to the ground near the edge of the well and rolled in. The King's daughter followed it with her eyes as it sank, but the well was deep, so deep that the bottom could not be seen. Then she began to weep, and she wept and wept as if she could never be comforted. And in the midst of her weeping she heard a voice saying to her.

“What ails you, King's daughter? The tears would melt a heart of stone. ”

And when she looked to see where the voice came from, there was nothing but a frog stretching his thick ugly head out of the water.

“Oh, is it you, old waddler?”said she. “I weep because my golden ball has fallen into the well. ”

“Never mind, do not weep, ”answered the frog; “I can help you; but what will you give me if I fetch up your ball again?”

“Whatever you like, dear frog, ”said she; “any of my clothes, my pearls and jewels, or even the golden crown that I wear. ”

“Your clothes, your pearls and jewels, and your golden crown are not for me. ” answered the frog; “but if you would love me, and have me for your companion and playfellow, and let me sit by you at table, and eat from your plate, and drink from your cup, and sleep in your little bed-if you would promise all this, then would I dive below the water and fetch you your golden ball again. ”

“Oh, yes,” she answered; “I will promise it all, whatever you want, if you will only get me my ball again. ”

But she thought to herself, “what nonsense he talks! as if he could do anything but sit in the water and croak with the other frogs, or could possibly be anyone's companion. ”

But the frog, as soon as he heard her promise, drew his head under the water and sank down out of sight. But after a while he came to the surface again with the ball in his mouth, and he threw it on the grass.

The King's daughter was overjoyed to see her pretty plaything again, and she caught it up and ran off with it.

“Stop, stop! ”cried the frog. “Take me up, too; I cannot run as fast as you!”

But it was of no use. The King's daughter would not listen to his croaking, but made haste home, and very soon forgot all about the poor frog, who had to betake himself to his well again.

The next day, when the King's daughter was sitting at table with the King and all the court, and eating from her golden plate, there came a knocking at the door, and a voice crying, “Youngest King's daughter, let me in!”

And she got up and ran to see who it could be, but when she opened the door, there was the frog sitting outside. Then she shut the door hastily and went back to her seat, feeling very uneasy. The King noticed how quickly her heart was beating and said:

“My child, what are you afraid of? Is there a giant standing at the door ready to carry you away?”

“Oh, no, ”answered she; “No giant, but a horrid frog. ”

“And what does the frog want?” asked the King.

“O dear father,” answered she, “when I was sitting by the well yesterday, and playing with my golden ball, it fell into the water, and while I was crying for the loss of it, the frog came and got it again for me on condition I would let him be my companion, but I never thought that he could leave the water and come after me; but now there he is outside the door, and he wants to come in to me. ”

And then they all heard him knocking the second time and crying:

“Youngest King's daughter,

Open to me!

By the well water

What promised you me?

Youngest King's daughter

Now open to me!”

“ That which you have promised must you perform, ”said the king; “so go now and let him in. ”

So she went and opened the door, and the frog hopped in, following at her heels, till she reached her chair. Then he stopped and cried:

“Lift me up to sit by you. ”

But she delayed doing it until the King ordered her. When once the frog was on the chair, he wanted to get on the table; and there he sat and said! “Now push your golden plate a little nearer, so that we may eat together. ”

And so she did; but everybody saw how unwilling she was, and the frog feasted heartily, butevery morsel seemed to stick in her throat.

“I have had enough now,” said the frog at last, “And as I am tired, you must carry me to your room, and make ready your silken bed, and we will lie down and go to sleep.”

Then the King's daughter began to weep, and was afraid of the cold frog; she could not even touch him, and now he actually wanted to sleep in her pretty clean bed. Now the King grew angry with her, saying:

“That which you have promised in your time of necessity, must you now perform.”

So she picked up the frog with her finger and thumb, carried him upstairs and put him in a corner, and when she had lain down to sleep, he came creeping up, saying!“I am tired and want sleep as much as you; take me up, or I will tell your father.”

Then she felt beside herself with the rage, and picking him up, she threw the frog with all her strength against the wall, crying:

“Now will you be quiet, you horrid frog!”

But as he fell, he ceased to be a frog, and became all at once a prince with beautiful kind eyes. And it came to pass that, with her father's consent, they became bride and bridegroom. And he told her how a wicked witch had bound him by her spells, and how no one but she alone could have released him, and that they two would go together to his father's kingdom. And there came to the door a carriage drawn by eight white horses, with white plumes on their heads, and with golden harness, and behind the carriage was standing faithful Henry, the servant of the young prince. Now, faithful Henry had suffered such care and pain when his master was turned into a frog, that he had been obliged to wear three iron bands over his heart, to keep it from breaking with trouble and anxiety. When the carriage started to take the prince to his kingdom, and faithful Henry had helped them both in, he got up behind, and was full of joy at his master's deliverence. And when they had gone a part of the way, the prince heard a sound at the back of the carriage, as if something had broken, and he turned round and cried:

“Henry, the wheel must breaking!”but Henry answered:

“The wheel does not break,

Tis the band round my heart

That, to lessen its ache,

When I grieved for your sake,

I bound round my heart.”

Again, and yet once again there was the same sound, and the prince thought it must be the wheel breaking, but it was the breaking of the other bands from faithful Henry's heart, Because it was now so relieved and happy.

aloft [+'l&ft]adv. 高高在上

as [(弱)+,(强)$z]conj. 正当…

beauty ['bju:ti]n. 美人

because of 因为

bottom ['b&t+m]n. 底部

brink

castle ['k%:sl]n. 城堡

cool [ku:l]adj. 凉爽的

drop [dr&p]vi. 掉下；跌落

edge [edN]n. 边缘

fall ['f&:l]vi. 下落；掉下

favorite ['feiv+rit]adj. 最喜爱的

follow ['f&l+u]vt. 跟随

forth [f&:I]adv. 向前

frog [fr&g]n. 青蛙

golden ['g+uld+n]adj. 金色的

ground [graund]n. 地面

handsome ['h$ns+m]adj. 英俊的

happen ['h$p+n]vi. 发生

instead of 代替；而不是

linden ['lind+n]n. 菩提树

maiden ['meidn]n. 姑娘；女郎

near [ni+]prep. 靠近

pastime ['p%:staim]n. 娱乐；消遣

people ['pi:pl]n. 人们

prince

roll [r+ul] vi. 滚动

royal ['r&i+l]adj. 王室的；皇家的

seem [si:m]vi. 似乎；好像

send [send]vt. (sent [sent]) 送；投掷

shine [Main]vi. (shone [M&n, 美M+un])发出光辉

sink [siRk]vi. (sank [s$Rk], sunk [s)Rk])下沉

so [s+u] adv. 如此的

throw [Ir+u] vt. (threw [Iru:], thrown [Ir+un]投扔

time [taim]n. 时代

used to [ju:s(t)t+]总是(表示过去的习惯动作)

weep [wi:p]vi. (wept [wept]) 哭泣

well [wel]n. 水井

wish [wiM]vi. 希望

wonder ['w)nd+]vi. 很想知道；感到惊奇

wood [wud]n. 森林

would [wud]v. aux. will的过去式(常用来表示一个习惯动作)

ail [eil]vt. 使…苦恼

as if好像；似乎

because [bi'k&z]conj. 因为

below [bi'l+u]prep. 在…下方

but [(弱) b+t, (强)b)t] prep. 但是；

clothes [kl+uJz]n. 衣服

comfort ['k)mf+t] vt. 安慰

companion [k+m'p$nj+n]n. 同伴；伴侣

crown [kraun]n. 王冠

dear [di+]adj. 亲爱的(常用来表示亲昵)

dive [daiv]vi. 潜水

drink [driRk] vt. (drank [dr$Rk], drunk [dr)Rk])喝；饮

even ['i:v+n]adv. 甚至于

fall [f&:l]vi. (fell [fel], fallen ['f&:l+n])落下

fetch [fetM]vt. 取来

frog [fr&g]n. 青蛙

golden ['g+uld+n]adj. 金色的

heart [h%:t]n. 心里；心脏

help [help]vt. 帮助

jewel ['dNu:+l]n. 宝石

let [let] v. aux. 让…

look [luk]vt. 看；瞧

melt [melt]vt. 熔化

midst [midst]n. 在…中间

mind [maind]vt. 介意

never ['nev+]adv. 决不

nothing ['n)IiR] pron. 什么也没有

oh [+u]int. 噢

pearl

plate

playfellow ['pleifel+u]n. 游戏的伙伴

promise ['pr&mis]vt. 答应

stretch [stretM]vt. 伸展

tear [ti+]n. 眼泪

thick [Iik]adj. 厚的

ugly [')gli]adj. 难看的

waddler ['w&dl+]n. 摇摇晃晃的家伙；摇头晃脑的人

wear [w#+]vt. (wore [w&:], worn [w&:n])穿；戴

weep [wi:p]vi. (wept [wept])哭泣

well [wel] n. 水井

whatever [hw&t'ev+]pron. 无论如何

would [wud]aux. v. will的过去式

anyone ['eniw)n]n. 无论何人

anything ['eniIiR]n. 无论何物

as if好像；似乎

as soon as 一…就…

betake [bi'teik]vi. (betook [bi'tuk], betaken [bi'teik+n])带到

betake oneself to 把自己带到…

but [(弱)b+t, (强)b)t]prep. 除了之外

companion [km'p$nj+n]n. 伴侣

croak [kr+uk]vi. (青蛙)叫

draw [dr&:] vt.(drew [dru:], drawn [dr&:n])拖；拉

fast [f%:st] adv. 迅速

fetch [fetM]vt. 去取来

forget [f+'get]vt. (forgot [f+'g&t], forgotten [f+'g&tn])忘记

frog [fr&g]n.青蛙

get [get]vt. 拿到

golden ['g+uld+n]adj. 金色的

grass [gr%:s]n. 草

haste [heist]n. 匆忙；仓促

make haste赶快

listen ['lisn]vi. 听

nonsense ['n&ns+ns]n. 废话

off [&(:)f]adv. 离开

overjoyed ['+uv+dN&id]adj. 极其高兴的

plaything ['pleiIiR]n. 玩具

poor

possibly ['p&s+bli]adv. 可能

pretty ['priti]adj. 漂亮的

promise ['pr&mis] n. 答应；许诺

sight [sait]n. 视野

out of sight 看不见了；从视野中消失

sink [siRk] vi. (sank [s$Rk], sunk [s)Rk])下沉

surface ['s+:fis]n. 表面

use [ju:s]n. 用处

be of no use毫无用处

want [w&nt]vt. 要

well [wel]n. 井

whatever [hw&t'ev+]pron. 无论如何

while [hwail]n. 一段短暂的时间

after a while 过了一会儿

would [wud] v. aux. will的过去式

afraid [+'freid]adj. 害怕；恐惧

beat [bi:t]vi. (beat [bi:t], beaten ['bi:t+n])打；心跳

carry ['k$ri]vt. 拿 carry away 拿走

companion [k+m'p$nj+n]n. 伴侣

condition [k+n'diM+n]n. 条件

on condition以…为条件

court [k&:t]宫廷；宫廷人员

cry [krai] vi. 哭泣

dear [di+]adj. 亲爱的

fall [f&:l]vi. (fell [fel], fallen ['f&:l+n])跌落；跌下

feel [fi:l]vi. (felt [felt]) 感到

frog [fr&g]n. 青蛙

get up起身；起床

giant ['dNai+nt]巨人

golden [' g+uld+n]adj. 金色的

hastily ['heistili]adv. 匆忙的

heart [h%:t]n. 心脏

horrid ['h&rid]adj. 可怕的；令人讨厌的

how [hau] adv. 如何

knocking ['n&kiR]n. 敲打；叩打

leave [li:v]vt. (left [left])离开

let [let]aux. v. ; vt. 让

let in 让…进入

loss [l&s] n. 失去

never ['nev+]adv. 决不

notice ['n+utis]vt. 注意到

o [+u] int. 喔

oh [+u] int. 哦；噢

outside ['aut'said] adv. 外面的；外边的

plate

quickly ['kwikli]adv. 很快地

ready ['redi]准备好的；原意的

seat [si:t]n. 座位

shut [M)t]vt. 关闭

uneasy [)n'i:zi]adj. 不安

want [w&nt]vt. 要

well [wel]n. 井

when [hwen]adv. 何时

while [hwail]conj. 在…之际

would [wud]aux. v. will的过去式

cry [krai]vi. 叫唤

delay [di'lei]vt. 延迟；拖延

feast [fi:st]vt. 宴席

follow ['f&l+u]vi. 跟随

frog [fr&g]n. 青蛙

get [get]vt. (got [g&t])到达；

get on 跳上(桌子)

golden ['g+uld+n]adj. 金色的

heartily [h%:tili]adv. 高兴地；心满意足地

heel [hi:l]n. 脚跟

at one's heels 跟在某人的后边

hop [h&p]vi. (双脚)跳；

hop in跳进

how [hau] adv. 如何

know [n+u]vt. 知道

let [let] vt.让 let in 让…进入

lift [lift] vt. 举 lift up 举起

may [mei] aux. v. (might [mait])可以；可能

near [ni+]adv. 靠近

once [w)ns] adv. 一次

order ['&:d+] vt. 命令

outside ['aut'said] prep. 在…外边

perform

plate

promise ['pr&mis]vt. 答应

push

reach [ri:tM] vt. 达到

sit by 坐在…的旁边

so [s+u] adv. 如此

till [til] conj. 直到

time [taim]n. 次 the second time 第二次

together [t+'geJ+]adv. 与；一起

until [+n'til]conj. 直到

unwilling [')n'wiliR]adj. 不情愿的

want [w&nt]vt. 要

well [wel]n. 井

when [hwen]conj. 当…的时候

actually ['$ktMu+li]adv.事实上

afraid [+'freid]adj.害怕；恐怕

against [+'geinst]prep.与…相对

angry ['$Rgri]adj.生气

angry with对…开始生气

as [(弱)+z,(强)$z]conj.正当…

carry ['k$ri]vt.拿

cease [si:s]vi.停止

clean [kli:n]adj.清洁的

corner ['k&:n+]n.角落

creep [kri:p]vi.(crept [krept])爬

enough [i'n)f]n.足够的

even ['i:v+n]adv.甚至

feel [fi:l]vi.(felt [felt])感到

beside oneself 感到不能控制自己

go to sleep去睡觉

horrid ['h&rid]adj.可怕的；令人厌恶的

last [l%:st]n.最后；终于

lie [lai](lay [lei],lain [lein])vi.躺

lie down躺下

make [meik]vt.(made [meid])，使得 makeready准备好

morsel ['m&:s+l] n.一小口；一点点

necessity [ni'sesiti]n.必要

perform

pick

pretty ['priti]adj.漂亮的

promise ['pr&mis]vt.答应；许诺

quiet ['kwai+t]adj.安静的

rage [reidN]n.愤怒

ready ['redi]adj.准备好的

seem [si:m]vi.似乎

silken ['silk+n]adj.像绸缎一般的

so [s+u]adv.如此的

stick [stik]vi. 黏

strength [streRI]n.力量

all one's strength竭尽全力

throat [Ir+ut]n.喉

thumb [I)m]n.大姆指

tired ['tai+d]adj.疲劳的

touch [t)tM]vt.

upstairs [')p'st#+z] adv.楼上

want [w&nt]vt.要

weep [wi:p]vi.(wept [wept])哭泣

alone [+'l+un]adv.独自一人的；孤单单的

anxiety [$Rg'zaiti]n.烦恼；极度不安

band [b$nd]n.箍

bind [baind]vt.(bound [baund])绑着，束缚

bride

bridegroom ['braidgrum]n.新郎

care [k#+]n.担忧

carriage ['k$ridN]n.马车

consent [k+n'sent]n.同意

deliverance [di'liv+r+ns]n.解放；得到拯救

draw [dr&:]vt.(drew [dru:], drown [dr&:n])拖；拉

faithful ['feiIful]adj.忠实的

full [ful]adj.满的

get up起身

hamess ['h%:nis]n.辕具

Henry ['henri]n.亨利

iron ['ai+n]n.铁的

joy [DN&i]n.喜悦

keep [ki:p]vt.(kept [kept])保持

kingdom ['kiRd+m]王国

master ['m%:st+]n.主人

oblige [+b'laiDN]vt.有义务

once [w)ns]n.一次 all at once突然

pain

part

pass

come to pass发生

plume

release [ri'li:s]vt.释放；解除

round [raund]adv.绕圈子

turn round向后转

sound [saund]n.声音

spell [spel]n.魔法

such [(弱)s+tM,(强)s)tM]adj.如此的

suffer ['s)f+]vt.受难

together [t+'geJ+]adv.一起

trouble ['tr)bl]n.苦恼；忧虑

wear [w#+]vt.(wore [w&:], worn [w&:n])戴着

wicked ['wikid]adj.可恶的

witch [witM]n.女巫

would [wud]aux.will的过去式

ache [eik]n.痛苦

band [b$nd]n.带；箍

because [bi'k&z]conj.因为

bind [baind]vt.(bound [baund])绑

break

breaking ['breikiR]n.破裂；碎裂

faithful ['feiIful] adj.忠实的

grieve [gri:v]vi.悲哀

heart [h%:t]n.心脏

Henry ['henri]n.亨利

lessen ['lesn]vt.减轻

once [w)ns]adv.一次

prince

relieve [ri'li:v]vt.使…感到安慰

round [raund]prep.绕着

sake [seik]n.原因for one'ssake为了某人的原因

so [s+u]adv.如此的；非常的

sound [saund]n.声音

'tis [tiz] It is的缩略形式

wheel [hwi:l]n.车轮

when [hwen]conj.当…的时候

yet [jet]adv.然而

青蛙王子

在人们还可以实现愿望的古代，那时候有个国王，他有好几位公主. 虽然每位公主都貌美如花，但是她们中的小公主更是光艳照人，连见过很多世面的太阳，在每次向她洒下万道金光时，也因她的美而惊奇不已. 在国王城堡附近有一片广阔无垠的黑森林.

在林中的一棵老菩堤树下，有一口水井. 天气炎热时，小公主总会到林中的那口井边，坐在凉爽的井台上. 如果呆的时间比较长，她还会拿出一个金球，在手里抛上抛下，这是她最喜欢的游戏.

有一天，小公主把球抛出后，球却没有落回她抛球的小手里，球掉在井边，然后就滚进了井里，小公主眼睁睁地看着它下沉. 那口井很深，简直是深不见底，小公主开始哭泣. 哭呀哭呀，似乎谁也安慰不了她. 就在这时，她听到有个声音对她说，

“什么事使您如此伤心啊，公主？您的眼泪连铁石心肠的人也能感动. ”

小公主抬起头来朝发出声音的地方看去，发现有只青蛙正把那难看的笨脑袋瓜子伸出水面.

“噢!是你吗？你这个摇摇晃晃的家伙，”小公主说道. “我是在为我掉到井里的金球而哭呀. ”

“没有关系，别哭了. ”青蛙回答. “我能够帮助你，但是如果我再把你的球捡起来，你会给我什么报酬呢？”

“你要什么我就给你什么，亲爱的青蛙，”公主说. “我的任何衣服，珍珠宝石，甚至我头上的金冠. 都可以. ”

“你的衣服，你的珍珠宝石，你的金冠我都用不着，”青蛙回答说，“但是，如果你会爱我，把我当作你的同伴和游伴，用餐时坐在你身边，同吃一盘菜，同喝一杯水，而且还要睡在你的小床上. 如果你答应所有这些条件，那么我就潜入水底，替你把金球再拿上来. ”

“好的，”公主答道，“无论你提出什么要求我都同意，只要你再把球给我拿回来. ”

但是公主又暗暗自己在想，“他在讲什么废话!好像什么事它都能干似的. 他除了和其它青蛙一样坐在井里呱呱叫而外，或者说他还可能成为别人的同伴. ”

然而那青蛙一听到她表示同意，就一缩头钻进水里不见踪影了. 一会儿，它嘴里衔着球冒出了水面，然后就把球扔在草地上.

当公主看到她的漂亮的玩具时，心里非常欢喜，拣起球就走了.

“等等，等等!”青蛙叫道. “把我也拣起来. 我可不能跑得像你那么快. ”

但这样叫也没有用，公主不听青蛙呱呱叫，只是赶着回家，并且很快就把可怜的青蛙全忘了，那只青蛙毫无办法只有回到自己的井里.

第二天，当小公主和皇帝以及所有朝臣们坐在桌旁，正在从金盘中取食用餐时，突然有敲门声，并且有声音喊道：“国王的小公主，快开门让我进来呀!”

小公主起身跑去看那究竟可能是谁，当她发现门外坐着的是那只青蛙. 她急急忙忙把门关上，然后回到自己的座位上，心里感到十分不安. 国王看到她心情很紧张，于是就问道：

“孩子，你害怕什么？是不是门外站着个巨人准备要把你抢去呀？”

“啊，没有，”她回答，“不是巨人，是只可怕的青蛙. ”

“那只青蛙要什么？”国王问道.

“啊，亲爱的父王，”公主答道，“昨天我坐在井边玩球时，球掉进了水里. 当我在为此而哭泣时，那只青蛙跑来为我拣回了球，条件是要我让它成为我的伴侣. 当时我并没有想到它能离开水井而跟我走的. 但是现在它却已到了门外，要来找我. ”

正在这时，他们都听到了青蛙再次的敲门声和叫喊声：

“小公主，

快来替我开门!

你在井边答应过我什么事？

小公主，

快来开门. ”

国王说：“你答应做的事一定要做，所以你现在就去开门让他进来. ”

于是，小公主去开了门. 青蛙紧跟在她的后面. 一跳一跳地一直跟到她的椅子前. 然后，青蛙停下来说道：

“请把我抱起来，让我坐在你身旁. ”

但是小公主一直等到国王命令她，她才把青蛙放在椅子上. 青蛙一上了椅子，又要求，让他坐在桌子上. 坐上了桌子后，青蛙说道，“请把你的金盘子推到离我近一点的地方，这样我才能和你一起吃!”

小公主照做了，但每个人都看得出她是多么地不情愿. 青蛙开始开怀大嚼，但是小公主却感到每一小口似乎都难以下咽.

最后，青蛙说：“我吃饱了，而且因为我觉得疲倦了，你现在必须把我抱到你的房间去，把你的锦缎的床铺好，我们要一起躺下睡觉. ”

小公主听罢开始哭泣，她害拍那冷冰冰的青蛙，连碰也不敢碰他，而他现在硬要睡在她那又漂亮又干净的床上. 于是国王对她变得很生气，他说，

“你在需要别人帮助时答应别人的事，现在你一定要言出必行. ”

于是，小公主用大拇指和另一个手指把青蛙拈起来带上了楼，并且将它放在屋里的一个角落里. 当小公主自己躺在床上准备睡觉时，青蛙爬了过来，对小公主说：“我和你一样累，我同样也要睡觉，请你把我抱上床. 否则我就去告诉国王. ”这时，小公主简直怒不可遏. 她把青蛙拾起，然后用尽全身力气向墙上扔去，一边叫道：

“你这个可怕的青蛙，现在你可以安静了吧!”

然而，青蛙掉下时不再是个青蛙了，突然间变成了一个有着一双迷人而亲切的眼睛的王子. 事情后来演变成在国王同意下，他们结为夫妇成了新娘和新郎. 王子告诉公主，他是如何地被一个邪恶的女巫用咒语作弄，而只有小公主一人才能解求他. 他还告诉公主他将带着她返回自己父王的国度. 于是，有一天，王宫前来了一辆由八匹白色骏马拉着的马车，马头上还插着白羽毛，背上是金鞍. 在马车后面站着王子的忠仆亨利. 在王子被变成青蛙的日子里，亨利心情非常沉痛，因此他箍了三个法圈在他心的周围，以免他的心由于过分不安和担忧而破碎. 那一天亨利首先帮助王子与公主上了马车，当马车带着王子朝着他的国家出发时，亨利心里充满了喜悦，他上了车，站在车后，为王子得到拯救而高兴. 马车走了一段路时，王子就听到车后咔嚓一声，好像什么东西震断了，于是他回过头大声说道：

“亨利，一定是轮子断了!”但是亨利答道：“轮子没有断，

而是箍在我心上的铁圈，

当我为你而伤心时，

为了减缓我的心痛，

我在心的周围箍了铁圈. ”

接着，同样的声音又响起了，王子以为一定是车轮断了，而实际上断的是亨利箍在心口的另外两个铁箍，因为忠实的亨利现在已心花怒放了.

解 说

1. in the old times, when people could have all they wished在人们想要什么就能得到什么的古代，…(句中when指 in the old times. )2. was so beautiful that…美丽到…的程度. 3. the sun himself太阳自己；太阳本身(注意：童话中往往对太阳，月亮，动物等采用拟人手法，所以此句中用himself来指太阳，而不用itself.)4. each thim he shone over her 每当太阳照耀着她时 (=each time when the sun shone over her. ) 5. in the wood under a linden tree was a well 在森林中的一棵菩提树下有一眼水井. (此句为倒装句子，一般语序为：a well was under a linden tree in the wood. )6. would take out a golden ball(她)总是拿出一个金色的球. (句中would常用来表示过去的习惯动作. ) 7. it happened one day that…有一天，碰巧…8. so deep that the bottom could not be seen(那口井)非常深，连井底也看不见. (so…that…在这里用来引导一个表示结果的状语从句. )9. wept and wept哭个不停10. as if she could never be comforted好像没有人能安慰她 (as if: 似乎；好像，例如：The boy talks as if he were an old man. 那个男孩子讲起话来好像他是个老头似的. )11. in the midst of her weeping正当她在哭泣时12. see where the voice came from观察一下声音是从哪里发出的. 13. stretching out of the water伸出水面 14. Whatever you like无论你喜爱什么 15. have me for your companion and playfellow让我做你的伴侣，让我和你一起玩耍. (playfellow: 游戏的伙伴. )16. at table 正用餐 17. then would I dive那样我才会潜入水中(此句为倒装句，也可写作：then I would dive; would在此表示意愿. )18. whatever you want无论你要什么19. she thought to herself她暗暗地思考. 20. what nonsense he talks! 他讲的真是废话!21. as if he could do anything but…好像他除了…之外还能做些其他什么似的. 22. …or could possibly be anyone's companion或者说他还能成为别人的伴侣. (此句的语气中流露出对青蛙的轻视和不信任. )23. as soon as he heard her promise 一听到她表示答应(as soon as: 一…就…) 24. With the ball in his mouth把球衔在嘴里 25. was overjoyed to see…看到(球被找了回来)，非常高兴. 26. I cannot run as fast as you不能跑得像你那样快. 27. would not listen to his croaking不愿听他(青蛙)的叫唤声. 28. there came a knocking at the door传来一声敲门声. 29. a voice crying有一个声音在叫唤着. 30. see who it could be看看那个敲门的人到底是谁 31. sitting outside坐在门外 32. feeling very uneasy 感到很不安 33. noticed how quickly her heart was beating注意到她的心在很快地跳动(意：心情很紧张). 34. What are you afraid of? 你害怕什么？ 35. standing at the door ready to carry you away站在门外准备把你抢去. 36. No giant, but a horrid frog. 不是一个巨人，而是一个可怕的青蛙. 37. on condition I would let him be my companion. 以我答应让他做我的伴侣为条件. (句中condition之后省去了that此句也可改写为：on condition that I would…)38. they all heard him knocking the second time and crying他们都听到他第二次敲门，还听到他喊道：…39. By the well water what promised you me?你在井边答应过我什么事？ 40. That which you have promised must you perform你答应的事一定要做(此句也可改写为：you must perform that which you have promised) 41. following at her heels紧跟在她的后面. 42. push…a little nearer把…推近一些. 43. so that we may eattogether这样我们就能一起吃了. (句中so that…引导出表示目的的状语从句. 例如：Heworks hard so that he may pass the exam.他为了能通过考试而努力学习. ) 44. sawhow unwilling she was看到她是那么的不情愿. 45. every morsel seemed to stick in her throat她连一小口食物也不能下咽. 46. grewangry with her, saying…开始对她生气，说道：47. That which you have promised inyour time of necessity, must you now perform.你在需要帮助的时刻许下的诺言你现在必须履行，(此句也可改写为：you must now perform that which you have promised in your time of necessity.48. came creeping up, saying…(青蛙)爬近些，说道：… 49. I want sleep as much as you我像你一样想睡觉. (as…as you意为：像你一样，例如：I cannot run as fast as you我不能像你跑的那样快. ) 50. take me up, or I will tell your father.把我抱起来，否则我就要告诉国王了. 51. you horrid frog.你这个可怕的青蛙. 52. ceased to be a frog不再是个青蛙了. (ceased to be:不再是；停止，例如：He ceased to breathe他停止了呼吸；他死了. )53. a prince with beautiful kind eyes一个有着迷人而亲切眼睛的王子. 54. with her father's consent在得到她的父亲的同意后 55. how a wicked witch had bound him by her spells一个巫婆是如何用咒语把他束缚起来. 56. how no one but she alone could have released him为什么只有她才能解救他. 57. and that……以及……(此that从句也是上文中 he told her的宾语从句. ) 58. with white plumes on their heads, and with goldenharness(这几匹马)头上插着羽毛，背上是金鞍 59. behind the carriage was…the young prince在马车后面站着忠实的亨利，王子的仆人. (此句为倒装句，主语为faithful Henry它也可改写为：Faithful Henry, the servant of the young prince, was standing behind the carriage.)60. had suffered such care and pain that…承受了那么多的担忧和痛苦. 61. to keep it from breaking with trouble and anxiety为了使它不会因为不安和担忧而破碎…(句中此动词不定式为表示目的的状语. ) 62. helped them both in把他们两个都扶上了马车. 63. as if something had broken好像有什么东西断裂了. 64. the wheel must be breaking一定是轮子断了. 65. Tis(It is)the band round my heart that to lessen its ache, When I grieved for your sake, I bound round my heart.(裂开的)是箍在我心上铁圈；当我为你而伤心时，为了减缓我的心痛我把铁圈箍在我的心上；(此句中有一个定语从句，一个状语从句；定语从句由that引导，修饰the band;状语从句由when引导，修饰动词不定式to lesson its ache;此句也可改写为： it is the band that I bound round my heart, to lessen its ache when I grieved for your sake.) 66. it must be the wheel breaking一定是轮子断了.

Rapunzel

There once lived a man and his wife, who had long wished for a child, but in vain. Now there was at the back of their house a little window which overlooked a beautiful garden full of the finest vegetables and flowers; but there was a high wall all round it, and no one ventured into it, for it belonged to a witch of great might, and of whom all the world was afraid. One day, when the wife was standing at the window, and looking into the garden, she saw a bed filled with the finest rampion; and it looked so fresh and green that she began to wish for some; and at length she longed for it greatly.

This went on for days, and she knew she could not get the rampion, she pined away, and grew pale and miserable. Then the man was uneasy, and asked:

“What is the matter, dear wile？”

“Oh,” answered she,“I shall die unless I can have some of that rampion to eat that grows in the garden at the back of our house.

The man, who loved her very much, thought to himself:

“Rather than lose my wife I will get some rampion, cost what it will.”

So in the twilight he climbed over the wall into the witch's garden, plucked hastily a handful of rampion and brought it to his wife. She made a salad of it at once, and ate of it to her heart's content. But she liked it so much, and it tasted so good, that the next day she longed for it thrice as much as she had done before; if she was to have any rest the man must climb over the wall once more. So he went in the twilight again; and as he was climbing back, he saw, all at once, the witch standing before him, and was terribly frightened, as she cried, with angry eyes:

“How dare you climb over into my garden like a thief, and steal my rampion! It shall be the worse for you!”

“ Oh,” answered he,“ be merciful rather than just. I have only done it through necessity; for my wife saw your rampion out of the window, and became possessed with so great a longing that she would have died if she could not have had some to eat.”Then the witch said:

“If what you tell me is true, you may have as much rampion as you like, on one condition-the child thatwill come into the world must be given to me. I will be kind to the child, and care for it like a mother.”

In his distress of mind the man promised everything; and when the time came when the child was born, the witch appeared and, giving the child the name of Rapunzel(which is the same as rampion), she took it away with her.

Rapunzel was the most beautiful child in the world. When she was twelve years old the witch shut her up in a tower in the midst of a wood, and it had neither steps nor door, only a small window above. When the witch wished to be let in, she would stand below and would cry:

“Rapunzel, Rapunzel! Let down your hair!”

Rapunzel had beautiful long hair that shone like gold. When she heard the voice of the witch she would undo the fastening of the upper window, unbind the plaits of her hair, and let it down twenty ells below, and the witch would climb up by it. After they had lived thus a few years it happened that as the King's son was riding through the wood, he came to the tower; and as he drew near he heard a voice singing so sweetly that he stood still and listened. It was Rapunzel in her loneliness trying to pass away the time with sweet songs. The King's son wished to go in to her, and sought to find a door in the tower, but there was none. So he rode home, but the song had entered into his heart, and every day he went into the wood and listened to it. Once, as he was standing there under a tree, he saw the witch come up, and listened while she called out:

“O Rapunzel, Rapunzel!Let down your hair.”

Then he saw how Rapunzel let down her long tresses, and how the witch climbed up by it and went in to her, and he said to himself:

“Since that is the ladder, I will climb it, and seek my fortune.” And the next day, as soon as it began to grow dusk, he went to the tower and cried:

“O Rapunzel, Rapunzel! Let down your hair.” And she let down her hair, and the King's son climbed up by it.

Rapunzel was greatly terrified when she saw that a man had come in to her, for she had never seen one before; but the King's son began speaking so kindly to her, and told how her singing had entered into his heart, so that he could have no peace until he had seen her herself. Then Rapunzel forgot her terror, and when he asked her to take him for her husband, and she saw that he was young and beautiful, she thought to herself:

“I certainly like him much better than the old mother Gothel,” and she put her hand into his hand, saying:

“I would willingly go with you, but I do not know how I shall get out. When you come, bring each time a silken rope, and I will make a ladder, and when it is quite ready I will get down by it out of the tower, and you shall take me away on your horse.”They agreed that be should come to her every evening, as the old woman came in the daytime. So the witch knew nothing of all this until once Rapunzel said to her unwittingly:

“You are much heavier to draw up, Mother Gothel, than the King's son, who has just left me!” “O wicked child,” cried the witch,“What is this I hear! I thought I had hidden you from all the world, and you have betrayed me!”

In her anger she seized Rapunzel by her beautiful hair, struck her several times with her left hand, and then grasping a pair of shears in her right—snip, snip－the beautiful locks lay on the ground. And she was so hard-hearted that she took Rapunzel and put her in a waste and desert place, where she lived in great woe and misery.

The same day on which she took Rapunzel away she went back to the tower in the evening and made fast the severed locks of hair to the window hasp, and the King's son came and cried:

“Rapunzel, Rapunzel! Let down your hair”

Then she let the hair down, and the King's son climbed up, but instead of his dearest Rapunzel he found the witch looking at him with wicked, glistening eyes.

“ Aha!” cried she, mocking him,“ you came foryour darling, but the sweet bird sits no longer in the nest, and sings no more; the cat has got her, and will scratch out your eyes as well! Rapunzel is lost to you; you will see her no more.”

The King's son was beside himself with grief, and in his agony he sprang from the tower: he escaped with life, but the thorns on which he fell put out his eyes. Then he wandered blind through the wood, eating nothing but roots and berries, and doing nothing but lament and weep for the loss of his dearest wife.

So he wandered several years in misery until at last he came to the desert place where Rapunzel lived with her twin-children that she had borne, a boy and a girl. At first he heard a voice that he thought he knew, and when he reached the place from which it seemed to come Rapunzel knew him, and fell on his neck and wept. And when her tears touched his eyes they became clear again, and he could see with them as well as ever.

Then he took her to his kingdom, where he was received with great joy, and there they lived long and happily.

afraid [+'freid]adj.害怕

back [b$k]n.后面；后部

bed [bed]n.花床；苗床

belong [bi'l&R]vi.属于belong to属于

dear [di+]adj.亲爱的

die [dai]vi.死亡

fill [fil]vt.充满

fine [fain]adj.良好的

for [(弱)f+, (强)f&:]conj.为了…

fresh [freM]adj.新鲜的

full [ful]adj.满满的

get [get]vt.(got [g&t])得到

greatly ['greitli]adv.大大地；非常

grow [gr+u](grew [gru:], grown [gr+un])vi.生长着；种植着

length [leRI]n.长度 at length最后

live [liv]vi.住着；生活着

long [l&R]vt.渴望long for渴望

look [luk]vi.看；观看

matter ['m$t+]事情；事件；情况

might [mait]n.力量

miserable ['miz+r+bl]adj.难受的；痛苦的

oh [+u]int.啊；噢

once [w)ns]adv.一次

overlook ['+uv+'luk]vt.俯瞰

pale

pine

pine away因过度思念而渐渐消瘦

rampion ['r$mpj+n]n.风铃草(一种蔬菜)

Rapunzel ['r$pnts+l]拉庞翠儿(人名，意为“风铃草”)

round [raund]prep.环绕着

so [s+u]adv.如此的…；非常…

stand [st$nd]vi.(stood [stud])站立

uneasy [)n'i:zi]adj.不安

unless [+n'les]conj.除非

vain [vein]adj.徒劳的

in vain徒劳

vegetable ['vedNit+bl]蔬菜

venture ['ventM+]vi.尝试

when [hwen]conj.当…的时候

wish [wiM]vt.希望

witch [witM]n.女巫

all at once突然

angry ['$Rgri]adj.生气的；愤怒的

as [(弱)+z,(强)$z]conj.正当…的时候

back [b$k]n.后面

before [bi'f+:]prep.在…之前；在…前面

climb [klaim]vi.爬

content [k+n'tent]n.满足

one's heart's content心满意足

cost [k&st]vt.以…为代价

cry [krai]vt.叫喊；叫唤

dare [dN+]vi.敢于

eat [i:t]vi.(ate [eit], eaten [i:tn])吃

frighten ['fraitn]vt.使…害怕

get [get]vt.得到

handful ['h$ndful]n.一把；一捧

hastily ['heistili]adv.急急忙忙地；匆忙地

just [DN)st]adj.正当

like [laik]vt.喜欢

lose [lu:z]vt.(lost [l&st])失去

long for渴望

love [l)v]vt.热爱

merciful ['m+:siful]adj.仁慈的；宽大为怀的

necessity [ni'sesiti]n.必要的

oh [+u]int. 噢；啊

once [w)ns]n.一次 all atonce突然间

only ['+unli]adv.仅仅

over ['+uv+]prep.在…之上

pluck

rampion ['rmpjn]n.风铃草(一种蔬菜)

rather ['r%:J+]adv.而…ratherthan而不是…

rest [rest]n.安宁

salad ['s$l+d]n.色拉(一道菜)

so [s+u]adv.如此的…

so～that非常…以至于…

steal [sti:l](stole [st+ul],stolen ['st+ul+n])vt.偷窃；偷盗

taste [teist]vi.品尝

terribly ['ter+bli]adv.非常地； 极其

thief [Ii:f]n.贼

think [IiRk]vi.(thought [I&:t])想；思考 think to oneself暗自思考

thrice [Irais]adv.三倍；三次

through [Iru:]prep.由于，因为

twilight ['twailait]n.黄昏时分

witch [witM]n.女巫

worse [w+:s]adj.更糟糕的(bad之比较级)

above [+'b)v]adv.向上；上方

appear [+'pi+]vi.出现

away [+'wei]adv.离开；离去

take away拿走

bear [b#+]vt.(bore [b&:], born [b&:n])诞生

below [bi'l+u]adv.向下；在下方

care [k#+]vt.关注；照顾

come into the world诞生；来到人世间

condition [k+n'diM+n]n.条件

cry [krai]vi.叫喊

distress [dis'tres]n.困苦；苦恼

fastening ['f%:sniR]n.(窗)栓；门闩

hair [h#+]n.头发

kind [kaind]adj.慈样的；心地善良的

let down放下；垂下

let in让…进入

like [laik]prep.像…一样

longing ['l&RiR]n.渴望；迫切希望

may [mei]aux.v.(might [mait])可以；可能

midest [midst]n.中间；in themidst of 在…的中间

mind [maid]n.思想；头脑

neither ['naiJ+]adv.既不…

possess

became possessed with使…拥有；不能摆脱(某种思绪)

promise ['pr&mis]vt.答应

rampion ['r$mpj+n]n.风铃草

Rapunzel ['r$pnts+l]拉庞翠儿(人名)

shine [Main]vi.(shone [M&n], 美 [M+un])发出光泽

shut [M)t]关闭；

shut up把…关起来

steps [steps]n.阶梯

tower ['tau+]n.塔楼

undo [')n'du:]n.放松：解开

upper [')p+]adj.上方的；上面的

wish [wiM]vt.希望

witch [witM]n.女巫

wood [wud]n.森林

would [wud]aux.v.总是(表示过去某一时期内的习惯动作)

as [(弱)+z,(强)$z]conj.正当…的时候

below [bi'l+u]adv.下方；向下

call [k&:l]vi.叫喊

climb [klaim]vt.爬

draw [dr&:]vi.(drew [dru:],

drawn [dr&:n](向某一方向)移动

draw near接近

dusk [d)sk]n.黄昏时分

ell [el]n.厄而(古代量度单位；相当于45英寸)

enter ['ent+]vi.进入

few [fju:]adj.很少；a few有几个

fortune ['f&:tM+n]n.好运道；运气

grow [gr+u]vi.(grew [gru:],grown [gr+un])生长；种植

happen ['h$p+n]vi.发生；

it happened that正巧

heart [h%:t]n.心

how [hau]adv.如何

ladder ['l$d+] n.梯子

let down放下

listen ['lisn]vi.听；

listen to倾听…

live [liv]vi.生活

loneliness ['l+unlinis]n.孤独

near [ni+]adv.靠近

none [n)n]pron.一个也没有

o [+u]int.噢；喔

once [w)ns]adv.一次

pass away度过；消磨时光

plait

ride [raid]vi.(rode [r+ud], ridden ['rid+n])骑(马)；乘(车)

seek [si:k]vt.(sought [s&:t])寻找

since [sins]conj.自从

so～that如此的…以至于…

stand still静止不动

still [stil]adj.宁静的

sweet [swi:t]adj.甜的；甜美的

sweetly ['swi:tli]adv.动听地

through [Iru:]prep. 通过

thus [J)s]adv.这样

tower ['tau+]n.塔楼

tress [tres]发束；发辫

try [trai]vt.尝试；努力地去做

unbind [)n'baind]vt.(unbound [)n'baund])放松；解开

while [hwail]conj. 正当…的时候

wish [wiM]vt.希望

witch [witM]n.女巫

wood [wud]n.森林

would [wud]aux.v.往往(will的过去式. 常用来表示过去的一个习惯动作)

agree [+'gri:]vi.同意；赞成

as [(弱)+z,(强)$z]conj.正当…的时候

away [+'wei]adv.离开；离去

take away拿走

bring

certainly ['s+:tnli]adv.当然

climb [klaim]vi.爬

daytime ['deitaim]n.白昼；白天

enter ['ent+]vi.进入

forget [f+'get]vt. forgot [f+'g&t]，forgotten [f+'g&tn]忘记

get out出去；离开

Gothel ['g&t+]戈什儿(女巫的名字)

greatly ['greitil]adv.非常；大大地

hair [h#+]n.头发

heart [h%:t]n.心

how [hau]adv.如何

husband ['h)zb+nd]n.丈夫

kindly ['kaindli]adv.慈爱地；亲切地

ladder ['l$d+]n.梯子

let [let]vt.让… let down放下

never ['nev+]adv.决不

nothing ['n)IiR]pron.没有任何东西

one [w)n]n.某人

peace put quite [kwait]adv.相当；很

ready ['redi]adj.准备好

rope [r+up]n.绳索

should [Mud]aux.v. shall的过去式

silken ['silk+n]adj.像丝绸似的

singing ['siRiR]n.歌声

so that这样…(用来引导表示目的或结果的状语)

terrify ['terifai]vt.使…恐慌

terror ['ter+]n.恐惊；恐慌

think [IiRk]vi.想；思索

think to oneself暗想

tower ['tau+]n.塔楼

until [+n'til] conj.直到…才…

willingly ['wiliRli]adv.自愿地；情愿

witch [witM]n.女巫

would [w+d,wud]aux.v.will的过去式

aha [%(:)'h%:]int.啊哈

anger ['$Rg+]n.愤怒

away [+'wei]adv.离开 take away拿开

betray [bi'trei]vt.背版

climb [klaim]vi.爬

dear [di+]adj.亲爱的

desert ['dez+t]n.沙漠

draw up拉起

fast [f%:st]adj.迅速的

make fast使…加速

glistening ['glisniR]adj.闪光的

Gothel ['g&t+l]n.戈什儿

grasp [gr%:sp]vt.抓住

ground [graund]n.地面

hard-hearted ['h%:d'h%:tid]adj.冷酷的；心肠硬的

hasp [h$sp]n.纺棰

heavy ['hevi]adj.沉重的

hide [haid](hid [hid],hidden ['hidn]vt.躲藏

instead of代替

just [DN)st]adv.正好；恰巧

leave [li:v]vt.(left [left])离开

left [left]adj.左边的

let down放下

lock [l&k]n.锁

misery ['miz+ri]n.苦难

mock [m&k]vt.耻笑

O [+u]int.噢

once [w)ns]adv.一次

pair

place

seize [seiz]vt.抓住

several ['sevr+l]adj.几个；一些

severed ['sev+d]adj.切断的

shears [Mi+z]n.大剪刀

snip [snip] n.剪断；剪开

so～that如此…以至…

strike [staik]vt.(struck [str)k])打听

tower ['tau+]n.塔楼

until [)n'til]conj.直到

unwittingly [)n'witiRli]adv.不知不觉的

waste [weist]adj.荒芜的

where [hw#+]adv.那里

wicked ['wikid]adj.可恶的

witch [witM]n.女巫

woe [w+u]n.痛苦

agony ['$g+ni]n.痛苦

as well也

at first起初

bear [b#+]vt.(bore [b&:],borne [b&:n])prep.生；诞生

beside [bi'said]prep.在…一边

be beside oneself不能自制

berry ['beri]n.浆果

blind [blaind]adj.瞎的；失明的

clear [kli+]adj.清澈的

darling ['d%:liR]n.亲爱的人儿

dear [di+]adj.亲爱的

desert ['dez+t]n.沙漠

escape [is'keip]vi.逃走

escape with life逃脱性命

ever ['ev+]adv.永远

fall [f&:l]vi.(fell [fel],fallen ['f&:l+n])跌落

grief [gri:f] n.悲痛

joy [DN&i]n.喜悦

kingdim ['kiRd+m]n.王国

lament [l+'ment]n.哀叹

loss [l&s]n.丧失

misery ['miz+ri]n.苦难

neck [nek]n.颈部

nest [nest]n.鸟巢

no longer不再

no more 不再；没有了

place

put out息灭；弄瞎

reach [ri:tM]vi.到达

receive [ri'si:v]vt.欢迎

root [ru:t]n.根

scratch [skr$tM]vt.抓

several ['sevr+l]adj.几个

spring [spriR]vi.(sprang ['spr$R]，sprung [spr)R])跳起

sweet [swi:t]adj.甜蜜的

tear [ti+]n.眼泪

thorn [I&:n]n.刺

through [Iru:]prep.通过

touch [t)tM]vt.接触

twin-children ['twin'tMildr+n]n.双胞胎

wander ['w&nd+]vi.流浪；徘徊

weep [wi:p](wept [wept])vi.哭泣

拉庞翠儿

从前有一对夫妻. 他们很久就希望有个孩子，但是总不能如愿. 他们的后屋有一扇小窗，从这小窗子看到下面有一个长满了奇花异草的漂亮的花园，但是周围有高墙，没有人敢冒险进入这个花园，因为这所花园属于一个法力无边的巫婆，整个世界也都怕她. 有一天，那个妻子正站在窗前，欣赏着下面花园的景色时，突然发现花园中有一个长满了漂亮的风铃草的花床. 那些风铃草长得如此鲜嫩，如此碧绿诱人，使她开始想要得到一些，而且最后她强烈地渴望要得到它.

这种情况持续了好几天，她知道自己无法得到对面花园中的风铃草，她日见消瘦，脸色苍白，真是其情可悯. 她的丈夫为此而感到不安，于是问道：

“亲爱的妻子，到底发生了什么事情？”

妻子答道：“唉，如果我吃不到我们屋后花园中的风铃草，我会死去的. ”那丈夫很爱自己的妻子，他暗自思量：

“无论花什么代价，我也要弄到一些风铃草，而不能失去我的妻子. ”

于是，在昏暗的傍晚时分，他翻墙爬进了巫婆的花园，匆匆忙忙地摘了一把风铃草，带给他的妻子. 她把那风铃草做成沙拉，心满意足地把它吃了. 由于风铃草味道鲜美之极，第二天她比以前更想要吃. 如果要使她满意，她丈夫必须每次翻墙入园采摘风铃草. 于是，在傍晚时分，他又去了. 当他要爬出围墙时，他突然发现那巫婆正站在他面前，当她带着愤怒的目光对他吼叫时，他害怕极了.

“你竟敢像贼一样溜进我的花园来偷摘我的风铃草，你要倒霉了!”

“啊!”他答道，“请你法外施恩吧!我这样做是不得已. 我太太从窗口看到了你的风铃草. 她简直被它迷住了，如果她吃不到的话，她会死的.

”

于是，那巫婆就说：

“如果你说的是真话，那么你要多少就可摘多少. 但是有一个条件，你妻子吃了这风铃草之后，生下的孩子一定要给我，我会像母亲一样慈祥地照看那孩子. ”

怀着痛苦的心情，那男子完全答应了. 后来，当他的妻子生产时，女巫出现了，她为孩子取名拉庞翠儿(意即“风铃草”)，并把孩子带走了.

拉庞翠儿是世界上最美丽的孩子. 当她十二岁时，女巫就把她关在森林中间的一座塔楼之上. 那座塔楼既无楼梯又无门，只有顶层的一扇小窗. 当女巫想要上塔楼时，她就在下面叫道：

“拉庞翠儿!拉庞翠儿!把你的头发放下来!”

拉庞翠儿长着一头金色的美丽长发. 她一听到女巫的喊声，就会把窗子打开，松开辫子，把它垂下20厄而，(厄而——为英国古代的长度单位，相当于现在的45寸——译者注. )于是女巫就会顺着她的长发爬上塔楼.

他们就这样生活了几年之后，碰巧有位王子骑马走进那森林，他来到那座塔楼，当他走近时，他听到美丽动听的歌声，他驻足倾听. 原来那是拉庞翠儿在寂寞中用歌唱来消磨时光. 王子想走进塔楼找她，他设法找门，但却根本没有门，他无奈骑马回家，但那美妙的歌声已深入他心中，他每天都来到森林里听拉庞翠儿的歌声. 有一次，当他正站在一棵树下时，他看到女巫来了，并且注意听到她喊道：

“拉庞翠儿，拉庞翠儿，快放下你的长发!”

于是，他看到拉庞翠儿放下了她的长发，以及女巫如何利用头发爬上塔楼去到她那里. 他自言自语道：

既然那就是“楼梯”，那么我也要爬上去，试一试我的运气. 第二天，一到傍晚，他就来到塔下叫道：“拉庞翠儿，拉庞翠儿，放下你的头发!”

接着拉庞翠儿就垂下了她的头发，而王子也顺着头发，爬进了塔楼.

看到爬进塔中的是个男子，拉庞翠儿大吃一惊，因为她从来没有看见过男子，但是王子开始很和善地向她倾诉他对于她的歌声是如何地难以忘怀，因此他觉得一定要和她见面，否则心情就不得安宁. 这时拉庞翠儿忘了恐惧. 她也看到王子既年轻，又英俊，当王子向她求婚时，她暗自思量：

“比起老妈妈戈什儿来，我当然喜欢他得多罗!”

于是，她拉着王子的手说：

“我很愿意跟你走，但是我不知道如何才能离开这里. 以后每次你来时，请带一段丝质的绳子，我会把它们编成一架绳梯，当我把绳梯编好后，我就顺着绳梯下来走出塔楼，然后你用你的马带我离开. ”由于那巫婆总是白天来的，他们约好王子晚上来，所以那巫婆对他们的往来一无所知，直到有一天拉庞翠儿无意中说出：

“戈什儿妈妈，拉你上来比刚刚离开的王子要重得多!”

女巫一听，大叫道：“你这个坏孩子，你讲什么话啊!我以为已把你藏得远离人世，而你却背叛了我. ”

一怒之下，她一把抓住了拉庞翠儿美丽的头发，用左手狠狠地打了她几下，然后用右手抓起一把大剪刀，咔嚓，咔嚓几下就把她的金发剪落地上. 接着，那巫婆是如此的铁石心肠竟把拉庞翠儿放逐到一处荒无人烟的沙漠，让她生活在悲哀苦难中.

在她放逐拉庞翠儿的同一天晚上，女巫回到了塔楼，将切断的发束系在窗框上，这时王子来到窗下叫喊道：

“拉庞翠儿，拉庞翠儿!把头发放下!”

于是，女巫把头发放下，让王子爬了上来. 但是，他看到的不是亲爱的拉庞翠儿，而是那个眼神恶狠瞪着他的女巫.

“啊哈!”她戏弄地大声说道，“你来看你可爱的人儿，但是小鸟不再呆在鸟巢里了，她也不再唱歌了. 猫把她抓走了. 它还要把你的眼珠也抓出来哩!你已经失去了拉庞翠儿，你再也看不到她了. ”

王子听后悲痛欲绝，在极度痛苦中，他纵身跳下了塔搂. 虽然他侥幸没有送命，但是他跌落在荆棘丛中，眼睛被刺瞎了，从此，他在森林中盲然地徘徊流浪，终日为失去亲爱的妻子而哭泣悲伤，只靠食用植物的根和浆果维生.

就这样王子悲惨地流浪了好几年，最后终于来到了拉庞翠儿被放逐的沙漠. 在那里，拉庞翠儿正和她所生的一对双胞胎——一男一女一起苦度时光.

起初，他听到一种自己认为很熟悉的声音. 后来当他一路摸索到似乎是声音所来之处时，拉庞翠儿认出了他，就抱着他的头大哭起来. 当她的眼泪流过王子的眼睛时，王子的眼睛又再变得像以往一样重见光明了.

于是，王子就将她带回他自己的王国，全国也欢欣鼓舞地迎接她，从此他们就长久幸福地生活在一起了.

解 说

1. but in vain然而不能如愿 2. a beautiful garden full of the finest vegetables and flowers长满了奇花异草的漂亮花园(句中full of the finest vegetables and flowers为定语词组，修饰 a beautiful garden,也可理解为是 a beautiful garden which was full of the finest vegetables and flowers.的省略形式. ) 3. no one ventured into it没有人敢冒险进入这个花园. 4. and of whom all the world was afraid而且，全世界都害怕她. 5. a bed filled with…长满了…的花床. 6. it looked so fresh and green that…它看上去如此之新鲜，如此碧绿诱人，以至…(so…that…在此句中引导出一个表示结果的状语从句. 又如：The book seems so interesting that she wants to read it through.那本书那么的有趣，以至于她想一口气把它读完. ) 7. This went on for days这种状态持续了好几天. (for days:经过了好几天. ) 8. What is the matter?发生了什么事？9. who loved her very much,他(她的丈夫)非常爱她，(who指上文中的 her husband. ) 10. Rather than lose my wife I will get some rampion, cost what it will.与其说要失去我的妻子，无论花什么代价我也要搞到一些风铃草. (cost what it will也可表达为：no matter what it will cost) 11. she made a salad of it她把它做成了色拉(salad:一种凉拌菜. )12. thrice as much as she had done before她渴望吃到风铃草的心情比以前更迫切了，其强烈程度为以前的三倍. ) 13. ate of it吃了它. (eat it与 eat of it仅有微细的差别. eat和 of it之间可加 some也可加 all eat. some of it意为吃了其中的一部分，而 eat all of it则意为把它全吃了. 文中对是否吃了一部分还是全吃了未加细说. 根据上下文更可能是eat all of it) 14. it shall be the worse for you!你要倒霉了! 15. through necessity迫于需要16. became possessed with so great a longing that…不能摆脱那种极其渴望的心理，以至于…(简直被迷住了，以至于) 17. she would have died if she could not have some to eat如果她吃不到的话，她会死去的(此句为虚拟句，假设与过去相反的情况，事实是：She didn't die because she had some to eat.) 18. if what you tell me is true如果你对我说的是真话…(句中what = that which;例如：Do you understand what I say?即：Do you understand that which I say?你懂不懂我说的话？) 19. you may have as much rampion as you like你想要多少风铃草，就可以拿多少. 20. on one condition只有一个条件. 21. in his distress of mind在他思想极度痛苦之中. 22. When the time came when the child was born当婴儿诞生的时刻来临之际. (当他的妻子生产时)23. which is the same as rampion她的名字(在意义上)与 rampion相同. (which指上文中的Rapunzel [拉庞翠儿]；the same as…与…相同；与…一样，例如：This is the same medal as I lost这个奖章与我失去的那个一样. ) 24. it had neither steps nor door它(指“塔楼”)既没有台阶楼梯，又没有门. 25. only a small window above只有顶层的一扇小窗. 26. heard a voice singing so sweetly that听到一个声音唱得那么的优美动听(动词 hear后接复合宾语 [complex object];这复合宾语常由 [n/pron]+现在分词 [verb+ing]构成；例如：Iheard the thunder roaring我听到雷声隆隆. ) 27. in her loneliness当她感到孤独时 28. pass away the time with sweet songs以唱美妙的歌曲来消磨时光. 29. saw the witch comeup看到那个女巫走近. 30. and how the witch climbed up by it也看到她是如何爬上塔楼的. 31. he said to himself他对自己说. 32. was greatly terrified被吓得怕极了. 33. had never seen one before从来就没有看到过一个(男人). 34. began speaking so kindly to her开始对她很温和地说话. 35. told how her singing had entered into his heart告诉她她的歌声是如何打动他的心灵的. 36. until he had seen her herself直到他和她见面为止. 37. saying:…说道：… 38. I would willingly go with you我会愿意地跟你走的. 39. I do not know how I shall get out我不知道如何能走出塔楼. 40. each time(此处作连接词，意为：每次…)41. when it is quite ready I will get down by it out of the tower当它(指“梯子”做好了，我会用它来走下塔楼. ) 42. the witch knew nothing of all this那个女巫对此一无所知. 43. You are much heavier to draw up than the king's son把你拖上来要比把王子拖上来重得多. (much在此修饰 heavier,表示程度，例如 She is much prettier than her sister她比她的姐姐漂亮得多. ) 44. What is this I hear我听到的是什么消息啊! 45. I had hidden you from all the world我把你藏得远离人世. 46. in her anger she seized her by her beautiful hair.一怒之下，女巫一把抓住了她美丽的头发. 47. grasping a pair of shears in her right用右手抓起一把大剪刀. 48. she was so hard-hearted that…她心肠如此之硬，甚至…49. and where she lived in great woe and misery在那里，她过着痛苦而艰难的生活. 50. be found the witch looking at him他发现那个女巫注视着他(动词 find后可接由“名词/代词+现在分词”构成的复合宾语，例如：I found the bird singing. 我发现鸟儿在唱歌. )51. the sweet bird sits no longer in the nest.那甜美的鸟儿不再呆在窝里了. 52. rapunzel is lost to you你已经失去了拉庞翠儿. (动词be常被用来表示状态，例如：The sun is set.太阳已下山了. )53. in his agony在他极度痛苦之中. 54. the thorns on which he fell put out his eyes他摔在荆棘丛中，那荆棘刺瞎了他的眼睛. 55. he wandered blind through the wood他双目失明，流浪于森林中. 56. eating nothing but roots and berries除了树根和浆果外，其它什么东西也不吃. 57. doing nothing but lament and weep for the loss of his dearest wife除了为失去最亲爱的妻子而悲伤和哭泣之外，无所事事. 58. the desert place where Rapunzel lived with her twin-children that she had borne, a boy and a girl.(来到了)一片沙漠，在那里，拉庞翠儿和她的两个双胞胎，一个男孩和一个女孩，一起生活着. 59. he heard a voice that he thought he knew他听到了一个他以为很熟悉的声音.

Snow-White and Rose-Red

Once there was a poor widow who lived alone in her hut with her two little children, who were called Snow-White and Rose-Red, because they were like the flowers which bloomed on two rose-bushes which grew before the cottage. But they were as pious, good, industrious, and amiable children as any that were in the world, only Snow-White was more quiet and gentle than Rose-Red. For Rose-Red would run and jump about the meadows, seeking flowers and catching butterflies, while Snow-White sat at home helping her mother to keep house, or reading to her if there were nothing else to do. The two children loved one another dearly, and always walked hand in hand when they went out together; and when they talked of it they agreed that they would never separate from each other, and that whatever one had the other should share. Often they ran deep into the forest and gathered wild berries; but no beast ever harmed them. For the hare would eat cauliflowers out of their hands, the fawn would graze at their side, the goats would frisk about them in play, and the birds remained perched on the boughs singing as if nobody were near. No accident ever befell them; and if they stayed late in the forest, and night came upon them, they used to lie down on the moss and sleep till morning; and because their mother knew they would do so, she felt no concern about them. One time when they had thus passed the night in the forest, and the dawn of morning awoke them, they saw a beautiful child dressed in shining white sitting near their couch. She got up and looked at them kindly, but without saying anything went into the forest. The children saw they had slept close to the edge of a pit, into which they would have certainly fallen had they walked farther in the dark. Their mother told them the figure was doubtless the good angel who watches over children.

Snow-White and Rose-Red kept their mother's cottage so clean that it was a pleasure to enter it. Every morning in the summer-time Rose-Red would first put the house in order, and then gather a nose gay for her mother, in which she always placed a bud from each rose tree. Every winter's morning Snow-White would light the fire and put the kettle on to boil, and although the kettle was made of copper it yet shone like gold, because it was scoured so well. In the evening, when the flakes of snow were falling, the mother would say;“Go, Snow White, and bolt the door”;and then they used to sit down on the hearth, and the mother would put on her spectacles and read out of a great book while her children sat spinning. By their side, too, lay a little lamb, and on a perch behind them a little white dove reposed with her head under her wing.

One evening, when they were thus sitting comfortably together, there came a knock at the door as if somebody wished to come in.“Make haste, Rose-Red,” cried her mother;“make haste and open the door; perhaps there is some traveler outside who needs shelter.”So Rose-Red went and drew the bolt and opened the door, expecting to see some poor man outside, but instead, a great fat Bear poked his black head in. Rose-Red shrieked out and ran back, the little lamb bleated, the dove fluttered on her perch, and Snow-White hid herself behind her mother's bed. The bear, however, began to speak, and said.“Be not afraid, I will do you no harm; but I am half frozen, and wish to come in and warm myself.”

“Poor Bear!”cried the mother.“Come in and lie down before the fire; but take care you do not burn your skin”; and then she continued:“Come here, Rose-Red and Snow-White, the Bear will not harm you, he means honorably.” So they both came back, and by degrees the lamb, too, and thedove overcame their fears and welcomed the rough visitor.

“You children,”said the Bear, before he entered, “come and knock the snow off my coat.” And they fetched their brooms and swept him clean. Then he stretched himself before the fire and grumbled out his satisfaction; and in a little while the children became familiar enough to play tricks with the unwildly animal. They pulled his long, shaggy skin, set their feet upon his back and rolled him to and fro, and even ventured to beat him with a hazel stick, laughing when he grumbled. The bear bore all their tricks good-temperedly, and if they hit him too hard he cried out:

“Leave me my life, you children,

Snow-White and Rose-Red,

Or you'll never wed.”

When bedtime came and others were gone, the mother said to the Bear:“You may sleep here on the hearth if you like, and you will be safely protected from the cold and bad weather.”

As soon as day broke the two children let the Bear out again, and he trotted away over the snow, and ever afterwards he came every evening at a certain hour. He would lie down on the hearth and allow the children to play with him as much as they liked, till by degrees they became so accustomed to him that the door was left unbolted till their black friend arrived.

But as soon as spring returned, and everything out of doors was green gagin, the Bear one morning told Snow-White that he must leave her, and could not return during the whole summer.“Where are you going, then, dear Bear?” asked Snow-White. “ I am obliged to go into the forest and guard my treasures from the evil Dwarfs; for in winter, when ground is hard , they are obliged to keep in their holes, and cannot work through; but now, since the sun has thawed the earth and warmed it, the Dwarfspierce through, and steal all they can find; and what has once passed into their hands, and gets concealed by them in their caves, is not easily brought to light.” Snow-White, however, was very sad at the departure of the Bear, and opened the door so hesitatingly that when he pressed through it he left behind on the latch a piece of his hairy coat; and through the hole which was made in his coat SnowWhite fancied she saw the glittering of gold; but she was not quite certain of it. The Bear, however, ran hastily away, and was soon hidden behind the trees.

Some time afterwards the mother sent the children into the wood to gather sticks; and while doing so, they came to a tree which was lying across the path, on the trunk of which something kept bobbing up and down from the grass, and they could not imagine what it was. When they came nearer they saw a Dwarf , with an old wrinkled face and a Snow-White beard a yard long. The end of this beard was fixed on a split of the tree, and the little man kept jumping about like a dog tied by a chain, for he did not know how to free himself. He glared at the maidens with his red fiery eyes, and exclaimed, “Why do you stand there? Are you going to pass without offering me any assistance? ” “What have you done, little man?” asked Rose-Red. “You stupid , gaping goose ! ” exclaimed he. “I wanted to have the tree split, in order to get a little wood for my kitchen, for the little wood which we use is soon burned up with great fagots, not like what you rough, greedy people devour! I had driven the wedge in properly, and everything was going on well, when the smooth wood flew upward, and the tree closed so suddenly together that I could not draw my beautiful beard out, and here it sticks and I cannot get away, There, don't laugh, you milk-faced things! Are you dumbfounded?”

The children took all the pains they could to pull the Dwarf's beard out; but without success. “I will run and fetch some help, ”cried Rose-Red at length. “Crack-brained sheepshead that you are!” snarled the Dwarf. “What are you going to call other people for? You are too many now for me; can you think of nothing else?”

“Don't be impatient,” replied Snow-White; “I have thought of something ”; and pulling her scissors out of her pocket she cut off the end of the beard. As soon as the Dwarf found himself at liberty, he snatched up his sack, which lay between the roots of the tree, filled with gold, and throwing it over his shoulder marched off , grumbling and groaning and crying:“ Stupid people! to cut off a piece of my beautiful beard. Plague take you ! ” and away he went without once looking at the children.

Some time afterwards Snow-White and Rose-Red went fishing, and as they neared the pond they saw something like a great locust hopping about on the bank, as if going to jump into the water.They ran up and recognized the Dwarf. “What are you after?” asked Rose-Red. “You will fall into the water. ” “ I am not quite such a simpleton as that , ” replied the Dwarf ; “ but do you not see this fish will pull me in?” The little man had been sitting there angling, and unfortunately the wind had entangled his beard with the fishing line; and so a great fish bit at the bait, the strength of the weak little fellow was not able to draw it out, and the fish had the best of struggle. The Dwarf held on by the reeds and rushes which grew near; but to no purpose, for the fish pulled him where it liked, and he must soon have been drawn into the pond. Luckily just then the two maidens arrived , and tried to release the beard of the Dwarf from the fishing line; but both were too closely entangled for it to be done. So the maiden pulled out her scissors again and cut off another piece of the beard. When the Dwarf saw this done he was in a great rage, and exclaimed : “ You donkey ! That is the way to disfigure my face. Was it not enough to cut itonce, but you must now take away the best part of my fine beard? I dare not show myself again now to my own people. I wish you had run the soles off your boots before you had come here ! ” So saying, he took up a bag of pearls which lay among the rushes , and without speaking another word, slipped off and disappeared behind a stone.

Not many days after this adventure, it chanced that the mother sent the two maidens to the next town to buy thread, needles and pins, laces and ribbons. Their road passed over a common , on which here and there great pieces of rock were lying about. Just over their heads they saw a great bird flying round and round, and every now and then dropping lower and lower, till at last it flew down behind a rock. Immediately afterwards they heard a piercing shriek, and running up they saw with affright that the eagle had caught their old acquaintance, the Dwarf, and was trying to carry him off. The compassionate children thereupon laid hold of the little man, and held him fast till the bird gave up the struggle and flew off. As soon then as the Dwarf had recovered from his fright, he exclaimed in his sqeaking voice: “Could you not hold me more gently? You have seized my fine brown coat in such a manner that it is ail torn and full of holes, meddling and interfering rubbish that you are!”With these words he shoul -dered a bag filled with precious stones, and slipped away to his cave among the rocks.

The maidens were now accustomed to his ingratitude, and so they walked on to the town and transacted their business there. Coming home, theyreturned over the same common, and unawares walked up to a certain clean spot on which the Dwarf had shaken out his bag of precious stones, thinking nobody was near. The sun was shining, and the bright stones gilttered in its beams and displayed such a variety of colors that the two maidens stopped to admire them.

“What are you standing there gaping for?”asked the Dwarf, while his face grew as red as copper with rage; he was continuing to abuse the poor maidens, when a loud roaring noise was heard, and presently a great black Bear came rolling out of the forest. The Dwarf jumped up terrified, but he could not gain his retreat before the Bear overtook him. Thereupon, he cried out: “Spare me, my dear Lord Bear ! I will give you all my treasures. See these beautiful precious stones which lie here; only give me my life ; for what have you to fear from a little weak fellow like me? You could not touch me with your big teeth. There are two wicked girls, take them; they would make nice meals, as fat as young quails; eat them for heaven's sake. ”

The Bear, however, without troubling himself to speak , gave the bad-hearted Dwarf a single blow with his paw, and he never stirred after.

The maidens were then going to run away, but the Bear called after them: “Snow-White and RoseRed , fear not ! Wait a bit and I will accompany you. ” They recognized his voice and stopped; and when the Bear came, his rough coat suddenly fell off, and he stood up a tall man, dressed entirely in gold. “I am a king's son, ”he said , “And I was condemned by the wicked Dwarf , who stole all my treasures, to wander about in this forest, in the form of a bear, till his death released me. Now he has received his well deserved punishment. ”

Then they went home, and Snow-White was married to the prince, and Rose-Red to his brother, with whom they shared the immense treasure which the Dwarf had collected. The old mother also lived for many years happily with her two children, and the rose trees which had stood before the cottage were planted now before the palace, and produced every year beautiful red and white rosses.

agree [+'gri:]vi.同意

alone [+'l+un]adv.单独的

amiable ['eimj+bl]adj.和善的

as～as像…一样

beast [bi:st]n.野兽

berry ['beri] n.浆果

bloom [blu:m]vi.开花

butterfly ['b)t+flai]n.蝴蝶

cauliflower ['k&liflau+]n.花椰菜

cottage ['k&tidN]n.小屋

dearly ['di+li]adv.深深地(爱着)

else [els]adv.其它

ever ['ev+]adv.永远

forest ['f&rist] n.森林

gather ['g$J+]vt.收集

gentle ['dNentl]adj.温柔的

grow [gr+u]vi.(grew [gru:], grown [gr+un])生长

hand in hand 手挽着手

hare [h#+]n.野兔

harm [h%:m]vt.伤害

hut [h)t]n.小茅屋

industrious [in'd)str+s]adj.勤劳的

jump [dN)mp]vi.跳跃

keep house做家务

like [laik]prep.像…一样

meadow ['med+u]n.草原

once [w)ns]adv.一次

one another相互

pious ['pai+s]adj.孝顺的

quiet [kwai+t]adj.安静的

rose-bush ['r+uzbuM]n.玫瑰

Rose-Red ['r+uzred]n.原意：“像玫瑰一样红”文中译为“红玫瑰”文中女主人之名

seek [si:k]vt.(sought [s&:t])寻找

separate ['sep+reit]vi.分离；分别

share [M#+]vi.分享

Snow-White ['sn+uhwait]n.文中女主人公之名：白玫瑰

talk of谈到；谈论

together [t+'geJ+]adv.一起

while [hwail]conj.与…同时；而…

widow ['wid+u]n.寡妇

wild [waild]adj.野生的

would [wud]aux.v.(will的过去式. 表示过去的习惯动作. )

accident ['$ksid+nt]n.意外；事故

angel ['eindN+l]n.安琪儿；天使

as if…好像；似乎

awake [+'weik]vt.(awoke [+'w+uk],awoke or awaked [+'weikid])(从睡眠中)醒来

befall [bi'f&:l]vt.(befell [bi'fel]befallen [bi'f&:l+n])发生

bough [bau]n.树枝

certainly ['s+:tnli]adv.当然

close [kl+uz]adv.靠近

concern [k+n's+:n]n.关心；关切

cottage ['k&tidN]n.小屋

couch [kautM]n.睡眠的地方

dawn [d&:n]n.黎明

doubtless ['dautlis]adv.毫无疑问地

edge [edN]n.边沿

enter ['ent+]vt.进入

ever ['ev+]adv.永远

farther ['f%:J+]adv.更远(far的比较级)

fawn [f&:n]n.小鹿；幼鹿

figure ['fig+]n.人影；人

frisk [frisk]vi.跳跃；嬉戏

gather ['g$J+]vt.采集

get up 起身

goat [g+ut]n.山羊

graze [greiz]vt.吃草

keep [ki:p]vt.(kept [kept])保持

late [leit]adv.迟；晚

lie [lai]vi.(lay [lei],lain [lein])躺

moss [m&s]n.青苔

nosegay ['n+uzgei]n.(芳香的)花束

one time一次

order ['&:d+]n.整理得井井有条

perch

pit place

play

in play在玩耍

pleasure ['pleN+]n.喜悦

remain [ri'mein]vi.仍然，依然

shining ['MainiR]adj.闪光的；发出光辉的

side [said]n.侧面

summer-time ['s)m+taim]n.夏季

thus [J)s]adv.这样

used to [ju:s(t)t+](过去)经常…

watch [w&tM]vt.注视；观看

without [wiJ'aut]prep.没有

would [wud]aux.v.will的过去式

although [&:l'J+u]conj.虽然

as if…好像；似乎

bear [b#+]n.熊

behind [bi'haind]prep.在…之后

bleat [bli:t]vi.(羊的)叫声

boil [b&il]vt.煮沸水

bolt [b+ult]vt.闩门

bud [b)d]n.花蕾

comfortably ['k)mf+t+bli]adj.舒适地

copper ['k)p]n.黄铜

dove [d)v]n.鸽子

draw [dr&:]vt. (drew [dru:],drawn [dr&:n])拖；拉

expect [iks'pekt]vt.期望

fat [f$t]adj.胖的

flake [fleik]n.雪片

haste [heist]n.匆忙make haste赶快

hearth [h%:I]n.壁炉

instead [in'sted]adv.代替

kettle ['ketl]n.水壶

lamb [l$m]n.小羊羔

lie [lai]vi.(lay [lei],lain [lein])躺

light [lait]vt.点火；生炉子

outside ['aut'said]adv.外边；在外

perch

perhaps

poke

put on放置在…之上

repose [ri'p+uz]vt.休息；睡眠

scour ['skau+]vt.擦洗

shelter ['Melt+]n.躲避风雨的地方

shine [Main]vi.(shone [M&n,美M+un])发出光辉

shriek [Mri:k]vi.尖叫声

side [said]n.侧面

spectacles ['spekt+klz]n.眼镜

spin [spin]vt.纺纱

thus [J)s]adv.这样

together [t+'geJ+]adv.一起

traveler ['tr$vl+]n.旅行者

used to…(过去)常常…(用来表示过去的习惯)

while [hwail]conj.与…同时

wing [wiR]n.翅膀

wish [wiM]vt.希望

would [wud]aux.v. will的过去式(常用来表示过去的习惯动作)

yet [jet]adv.仍然；尚未

beat [bi:t]vt.(beat,beaten [bi:t+n])打；揍

broom

burn [b+:n]vt.烧焦；烤焦

care [k#+]n.当心

continue [k+n'tinju(:)]vt.继续

degree [di'gri:]n.程度

by degrees渐渐地

dove [d)v]n.鸽子

enough [i'n)f]adv.足够地

enter ['ent+]vt.进入

even ['i:v+n]adv.甚至

familiar [f+'milj+]adj.熟悉的

fear [fi+]n.害怕

fetch [fetM]vt.去拿来

flutter ['fl)t+]vi.振翼

frozen ['fr+uzn]vt. freeze(冻僵)的过去分词

grumble ['gr)mbl]vt.嘀咕

harm [h%:m]n.伤害

hazel ['heizl]n.榛树

hide [haid]vt.(hid [hid], hidden [hidn])躲藏

hide oneself把自己藏起来

honorably ['&n+r+bli]adv.有信誉的；说话算数的

however [hau'ev+]conj.然而

knock off敲掉；抖掉

lamb [l$m]n.小羊羔

lie [lai]vi.(lay [lei], lain [lein])躺

mean [mi:n]vi.意思是；意味着

overcome [?+uv+'k)m]vt. (overcame [?+uv+'keim],overcome)克服

perch

pull

roll [r+ul]vt.使滚动

rough [r)f]adj.粗野的

satisfaction [?s$tis'f$kM+n]n.满意

shaggy ['M$gi]adj.毛茸茸的

skin [skin]n.皮膏；毛皮

stick [stik]n.棍棒

stretch [stretM]vt.伸展

stretch oneself伸展手脚

sweep [swi:p]vt.(swept [swept])打扫

to and for(推)来(推)去

trick [trik] n.玩笑

play tricks开玩笑

unwildly [)n'waildli]adj.温顺的

venture ['ventM+]vt.冒险尝试

visitor ['vizit+]n.来客；拜访者

warm oneself暖暖身子

while [hwail]n.一会儿 in a little while不久；很快

accustomed [+'k)st+md]adj.习惯于

afterwards ['%:ft+w+dz]adv.随后

allow [+'lau]vt.允许

arrive [+'raiv]vi.到达

bear [b#+]vt.熊

bear [b#+]vt.(bore [b&:],borne [b&:n])忍受

bedtime ['bedtaim]n.就寝的时间；上床睡觉的时间

break

certain ['s+:tn] adj. 肯定的；有 把握的

dear [di+] adj.亲爱的

degree [di'gri:] n. 程度；by degrees 渐渐地

during ['dju+riR] prep. 在…期间

ever ['ev+] adv.永远

good-temperedly ['gud'temp+dli] adv. 脾气好的

guard [g%:d]vt. 看护；守护

hard [h%:d] adv. 困难地

hearth [h%:I] n. 壁炉

hit [hit]vt. 打；敲击

leave [lit]vt. (left [left]) 让... 处于某种状态 leave unbolted 不把门拴上

let out 让…出去

lie [lai]vi. (lay [lei], lain [lein]) 躺

may [mei] aux. v. ( might [mait]) 可以

oblige [+'blaidN]vt. 有义务

be obliged to 不得不…

over ['+uv+] prep. 在…之上

play

play with 与…玩耍

protect

return [ri't+:n] vi. 回来

safely ['seifli] adv. 安然地；平安地

so…that…如此…以至于…

trick [trik] n. 诡计

trot away 以小跑步的速度离去

unbolted [)n'b+ultid] adj. 把门闩去掉的

weather ['weJ+] n. 天气

wed [wed] vi. 结婚

whole [h+ul] adj.整个的

would [wud] aux. v. will的过去式

across [+'kr&s] prep. 穿过

afterwards ['%:ft+w+dz]adv. 随后；之后

bob [b&b]vi. 上下抖动

cave [keiv]n. 洞穴

certain ['s+:tn]adj. 肯定的；确切的

conceal [k+n'si:l] vt. 隐藏

departure [di'p%:tM+]n. 离别；出发

Dwarf [dw&:f]n. 小矮人

easily ['i:zili]adv. 容易地

evil ['i:vl] adj. 恶劣的；坏良心的

fancy ['f$nsi]vt. 想像；幻想

for [(弱)f+，(强) f&:]conj. 因为；为了

gather ['g$J+]vt.

收集

get [get]vt. (got [g&t])得到

glitter ['glit+]vi. 闪闪发光

hairy ['h#+ri]adj. 多毛的；毛茸茸的

hard [h%:d] adj. 坚硬的

hastily ['heistili]adv. 急忙地；急匆匆地

hesitatingly ['heziteitiRli]adv. 犹豫不决地

hide [haid]vt. (hid [hid]，hidden ['hidn]) 躲藏

hole [h+ul]n. 洞

however [hau'ev+]conj. 然而

imagine ['im$dNin]vt. 想像

keep [ki:p]vi. (kept [kept])保持

latch [l$tM]n. 门闩

leave [li:v]vt. (left [left]) 离开

light [lait]n. 光；光线

bring to light 揭露；使暴露

oblige [+'blaidN]vt. 有义务

be obliged to 不得不

pass

path

piece

pierce

press

since [sins]conj. 自从

so…that…如此…以至于…

steal [sti:l]vt. (stole [st+ul]，stolen ['st+uln])偷盗；偷窃

stick [stik]n. 木棒

thaw [I&:]vt. (冰雪)溶化

through [Iru:]adv. 穿透过地

treasure ['treN+]n. 宝藏

trunk [tr)Rk]n. 树干

while [hwail]conj. 在…的同时

wrinkled ['riRkld]adj. 布满皱纹的

assistance [+'sist+ns]n. 帮助

beard [bi+d]n. 胡须

burn [b+:n]vt. (burned [b+:nd]，burnt [b+:nt])烤焦

close [kl+uz]vi. 关闭

devour [di'vau+]vt. 吞食

drive [draiv]vt. 使…进入；敲进

dumbfound [d)m'faund]vt. 耳聋

Dwarf [dw&:f]n. 小矮人

end [end]n. 一端

exclaim [iks'kleim]vi. 惊叫

fagot ['f$g+t]n. 柴捆

fetch [fetM]vt. 去拿来

fiery ['fai+ri]adj. 火红的

fix [fiks]vt. 使固定

for [(弱)f+，(强)f&:]conj. 为了；因为

free [fri:]vt. 使自由freeoneself使(自已)从…之中得到解脱

gape [geip]vi. 张着口呆呆地看

get away滚开

glare [gl#+]vt. 瞪着眼看

goose [gu:s](geese [gi:s])n. 鹅

greedy ['gri:di]adj. 贪婪的

how [hau]adv. 如何

jump about跳来跳去

length [leRI]n. 长度

at length最后；终于

maiden ['meidn]n. 姑娘；少女

milk-faced ['milk'feist]adj. 脸色白白的

offer ['&f+]vt. (主动)提供

order ['&:d+]n. 次序 in orderto…为了；目的是

pains

take pains为…付出劳力

properly ['pr&p+li]adv. 恰当地；正确地

pull

rough [r)f]adj. 粗鲁的

snow-white ['sn+u'hwait]像雪一般的白

split [split]分裂；裂开

stick [stik]vt. (stuck [st)k])把…刺入，插入

stupid ['stjupid]adj. 愚蠢的

success [s+k'ses]n. 成功

tie [tai]vt. 把…绑在…

upward [')pw+d]adv. 向上

wedge [wedN]n. 楔子(呈三角形的木块)

wood [wud]n. 木头；柴禾

yard [j%:d]n. 码(英制长度单位)

after ['%:ft+]prep. 在…之后

afterwards ['%:ft+w+dz]adv. 后来

as if…好似

away [+'wei]adv. 离开

bank [b$Rk]n. (河)岸；

beard [bi+d]n. 胡须

crack-brained ['kr$k'breind]n. 愚蠢的；疯狂的

Dwarf [dw&:f]n. 小矮人

else [els]adj. 别的；另外的

end [end]n. 末端

fall [f&:l]vi. (fell [fel]，fallen ['f&:l+n])掉下；下落

fill [fil]vt. 使充满

groan [gr+un]vi. 呻吟

grumble ['gr)mbl]vi. 咕哝；抱怨

hop about跳来跳去

impatient [im'peiM+nt]adj. 不耐烦的

liberty ['lib+ti]n. 自由

lie [lai]vi. (lay [lei]， lain [lein])躺

like [laik]prep. 像…一样

locust ['l+uk+st]n. 蝗虫

march [m%:tM]vi. 行进；行军

near [ni+]vt. 接近

off [&(:)f]adv. 离开

piece

plague

Plague take you但愿你染上瘟疫!

pond

pull

quite [kwait]adv. 相当地

recognize ['rek+gnaiz]vt. 认出

reply [ri'plai]vi. 回答

root [ru:t]n. 根

sack [s$k]n. 麻袋

scissors [siz+z]n. 剪刀

sheepshead [Mi:pMed]n. 笨蛋

shoulder ['M+uld+]n. 肩膀

simpleton ['simplt+n]n. 头脑简单的人

snarl [sn%:l]vi. 怒吼

snatch [sn$tM]vt. 快抓；抢

stupid ['stjupid]adj. 笨拙的；愚蠢的

such…as…如此…以至于(不能)

without [wiJ'aut]prep. 没有…

able [eibl]adj. 能够的

among [+'m)R]prep. 在…的中间

angle ['$Rgl]vt. 钓鱼

bait [beit]n. 鱼饵

beard [bi+d]n. 胡须

best [best]adj. 最好的；尽最大的努力

bite [bait]vi. (bit [bit]，bitten ['bitn])咬

boot [bu:t]n. 靴子

closely ['kl+uzli]adv. 紧紧地

dare [d#+]vt. 胆敢

disfigure [dis'fig+]vt. 破坏(某人的)面貌

donkey ['d&Rki]n. 驴子

draw [dr&:]vt. (drew [dru:]，drawn [dr&:n])拖；拉

entangle [in't$Rgl]vt. 缠绕在一起

exclaim [iks'kleim]vi. 惊叫

fellow ['fel+u]n. 家伙

fishing line ['fiMiR'lain]n. 钓鱼线

hold on抓住；抓紧

lie [lai]vi. (lay [lei]，lain [lein])躺

luckily ['l)kili]adv. 幸运地

maiden ['meidn]n. 少女；姑娘

off [&(:)f]adv. 分离

cut off剪断

own [+un] adj. 自己的

part

pearl

piece

pond

pull

purpose ['p+:p+s]n. 目的

to no purpose并没有达到目的

rage [reidN]n. 发怒

reed [ri:d]n. 芦苇

release [ri'li:s]vt. 释放

rush [r&M]n. 灯蕊草

scissors ['siz+z]n. 剪刀

sole [s+ul]n. 鞋底

trength [streRI]n. 力量

struggle ['str)gl]n. 斗争

unfortunately [)n'f&:tM+nitli]adv. 不幸的是

weak [wi:k]adj. 软弱的；无力的

wind [wind]n. 风

without [wiJ'aut]prep. 没有…；缺乏

acquaintance [+'kweint+ns]n. 相识

adventure [+d'ventM+]n. 历险(记)

affright [+'frait]n. 惊恐

afterwards ['%:ft+w+dz]adv. 随后；之后

at last终于

chance [tM%:ns]vi. 偶然发生

It chanced that…碰巧

common ['k&m+n]n. (农村中的)共用土地

compassionate [k+m'p$M+nit] vi. 富有同情心的

disappear [?dis+'pi+]vi. 失踪；消失

eagle [i:gl]n. 老鹰；秃鹰

every now and then经常；常常

exclaim [iks'kleim]vi. 惊叫

fast [f%:st]adv. 赶快

fright [frait]n. 恐惧

full [ful]adj. 满满的

gently ['dNentli]adv. 柔和地；温柔地

give up放弃

hold [h+uld]vt. (held [held])握住

hole [h+ul]n. 洞穴

immediately [i'midi+tli]adv. 立即

interfering [?int+'fi+riR]adj. 干涉的

lace [leis] n. 花边

lay hold of…抓住

lie [lai]vt. (lay [lei]，lain [lein])躺

maiden ['meidn]n. 少女；姑娘

manner ['m$n+]n. 方式；态度

meddling ['medliR]adj. 干涉的

needle ['ni:dl]n. (缝衣)针

pass over通过

piece

piercing ['pi+siR]adj. 尖厉的地方；刺耳的piercing shriek刺耳的尖叫

recover [ri'k)vR]vi. 恢复

rock [r&k]n. 岩石

round [raund]adv. 环绕

rubbish ['r)biM]n. 废物；垃圾

seize [seiz]vt. 抓住

shriek [Mri:k]n. 尖叫

slip [slip]vi. 溜走

squeaking ['skwi:kiR]adj. 尖厉的

struggle ['str)gl]n. 斗争 such～that…如此…以至于…

tear [t#+]vt. (tore [t&:]，torn [t&:n])撕破

thereupon ['J#+r+'p&n]adv. 因此

thread [Ired]n. 线

word [w+:d]n. 单字；话语

abuse [+'bju:z]vt. 滥用；虐待

accustom [+'k)st+m]vt. 习惯于

admire [+d'mai+]vt. 赞赏

beam [bi:m]n. 光束

bright

business ['biznis]n. 事情

cave [keiv]n. 洞穴

certain ['s+:tn]adj. 当然的；肯定的

common ['k&m+n]n. 公有地

continue [k+n'tinju(:)]vt. 继续

copper ['k&p+]n. 铜

dear [di+]adj. 亲爱的

display [dis'plei]vt. 表现；展示

fear [fi+]vi. 恐惧

fill [fil]vt. 使充满

gain [gein]vi. 得到

gape [geip]vi. 睁大眼睛 gapefor张口惊视

glitter ['glit+]vi. 闪光

ingratitude [in'gr$titju:d]n. 不知感激

lie [lai]vi. (lay [lei]，lain [lein])躺

Lord [l&:d]n. 老爷(对贵族的尊称)

loud [laud]adj. 大声的

maiden ['meidn]n. 姑娘

noise [n&iz]n. 声音

overtake [?+uv+'teik]vt. (overtook [?+uv+'tuk]，overtaken [?+uv+'teik+n])赶上

precious ['preM+s]adj. 珍贵的

presently ['prezntli]adv. 很快

rage [reidN]n. 愤怒

retreat [ri'tri:t]n. 退却

roaring ['r&:riR]adj. 吼叫

roll [r+ul]vi. 滚动

shake [Meik]vt. (shook [Muk]，shaken ['Meik+n])发抖

shake out抖出(口袋中的东西)

shoulder ['M+uld+] n. 肩膀

slip [slip]vi. slip away溜走

spare [sp#+]vt. 宽宥；饶恕

spot [sp&t]n. 地点

such～that如此…以至于…

terrify ['terifai]vt. 使恐惧

thereupon [J#+r+'p&n]adv. 因此

transact [tr$n'z$kt]vt. 交易

treasure ['treN+]n. 财宝；珍宝

unawares [')n+'w#+rz]adv. 不知不觉地

variety [v+'rai+ti]n. 种类

accompany [+'k)mp+ni]vt. 伴随

bad-hearted ['b$d'ha:tid]adj. 坏心肠的

bit [bit]n. 一点点

blow [bl+u]n. 打击

call after在…后面叫唤

condemn [k+n'dem]vt. 诅咒

death [deI]n. 死亡

deserved [di'z+_:vd]adj. 应该的

dress [dres]vi. 穿衣服

entirely [in'tai+li] adv. 完全地

fall off掉下

fat [f$t]adj. 肥胖

fear [fi+]vt. 害怕

fellow ['fel+u] n. 家伙

forest ['f&rist]n. 森林

form [f&:m]n. 形式

heaven ['hevn]n. 天堂for heaven's sake看在上天的分上

however [hau'ev+]conj. 然而

immense [i'mens]adj. 极大的

like [laik]prep. 像…一样

maiden ['meidn]n. 姑娘；少女

make [meik]vt. ( [meid])使得

marry ['m$ri]vt. 结婚

meal [mi:l]n. 一餐饭

nice [nais]adj. 良好的；鲜美的

paw

prince

punishment ['p)niMm+nt] n. 惩罚

quail [kweil]n. 鹌鹑

receive [ri'si:v]vt. 受到

recognize ['rek+gnaiz]vt. 认出

release [ri'li:s]vt. 释放

rough [r)f]adj. 粗糙的

run away逃跑

share [M#+]vt. 分享

single ['siRgl]adj. 单个的

steal [sti:l]vt. (stole [st+ul]，stolen ['st+ul+n])偷窃

stir [st+:]vi. 动；开始活动

suddenly ['s)dnli]adv. 突然

touch [t)tM]vt. 接触

treasure ['treN+]n. 珍宝

trouble ['tr)bl]vt. 使苦恼；使烦恼 trouble oneself to do 为…操心

wander about游荡

weak [wi:k]adv. 软弱的

well [wel]adj. 好

wicked ['wikid]adj. 恶劣的

without [wiJ'aut]prep. 没有

would [wud]aux. v. will的过去式

collect [k+'lekt]vt. 收集

cottage ['k&tidN]n. 小屋

dwarf [dw&:f]n. 小矮人

for [(弱)f+，(强)f&:]prep. 有…之久

happily ['h$pili]adv. 幸福地

live [liv]vi. 生活

palace ['p$lis]n. 宫殿

plant

produce

红玫瑰与白玫瑰

从前有个贫穷的寡妇，她和两个女儿一起住在一间小茅屋里. 那两个女儿就像她们家门前两株玫瑰花树上开的花一样，所以她们一个叫白玫瑰，另一个叫红玫瑰. 但她们也像世界上其他的孩子一样，孝顺，善良，勤劳而又和善，只是白玫瑰比红玫瑰更娴静，更温柔. 因为红玫瑰常常在草原上又跑又跳，采花捕蝶，而白玫瑰总是在家帮助妈妈做家务，或者，如果没有其它事情做时，她就读书给妈妈听. 两个孩子极为相亲相爱，一起外出时，总是手牵着手，当她们谈到未来时，她们约定将来彼此永不分开，而且大家分享彼此的所有. 她们常常深入森林采摘野生浆果，但是从来没有野兽会来伤害她们，因为野兔会从她们的手中吃花椰菜，小鹿会在她们身边吃草，山羊会在她们前后欢乐地跳跃，而在她们附近的树枝上，小鸟们会像旁若无人似地欢唱. 她们从来没有遇到过任何意外事故. 如果她们在森林里玩得太晚了，当夜幕低垂时，她们就会躺在青苔上，一觉睡到天亮. 她们的母亲知道她们会在森林里安睡，所以对她们一点也不感到担忧.

有一次，红玫瑰和白玫瑰就像这样在森林中过了一夜，当她们在黎明醒来时，发现靠近她们睡的地方，坐着一个身穿闪闪发亮白衣裳的美丽小孩. 接着她站了起来，和霭地看看她们就一言不发地走进了森林，事后，她们发现，她们睡觉的地方紧靠着一个大坑，如果那天晚上她们在黑暗中只要再向前跨出一步，就一定会跌进坑里. 她们的妈妈告诉她们，那小人无疑是保护小孩的善良的天使.

白玫瑰和红玫瑰每天都把妈妈的小屋打扫得非常干净，使人一走进小屋，就感到愉快. 夏季里，每天早晨红玫瑰所做的第一件事就是打扫房间，然后她会给妈妈采集一束花，在花束中间，总有从门前的那两株玫瑰树上分别摘下来一红一白的两朵玫瑰花苞. 冬天时，每日清晨白玫瑰就会把火生起来，然后放上水壶烧水. 虽然水壶是铜制的，但是它却闪耀如金，这是因为水壶总是擦得很亮. 到了晚上，当雪片纷飞时，母亲就会说，“白玫瑰，去把门闩上. ”然后，她们全家坐在壁炉前，妈妈会戴起眼镜，念一册大书中的故事，这时小姑娘们就在一边坐着纺纱. 在她们的身旁还躺着一头小羊羔，并且在她们后面的栖木上，一只小白鸽把头藏在翅膀下，安然入睡了.

一天晚上，正当她们像这样舒适地坐在一起时，忽然传来了敲门声，好像有人想要进来. “赶快，红玫瑰. ”妈妈大声说道，“快开门，门外可能有个旅客想找地方过夜. ”于是，红玫瑰就去取下门闩，把门打开. 她原来指望门外是个可怜人，但是把黑黑的头伸进来的，却是一头又大又胖的大黑熊.

红玫瑰惊叫起来，赶紧逃回屋里. 小羊羔也咩咩地叫，小白鸽在栖木上吓得直拍翅膀，白玫瑰则把自己藏在妈妈的床后. 这时大熊却口吐人言，说道：“别怕，我不会伤害你们的. 但是我几乎冻僵了，只是希望进来暖暖身子. ”

“可怜的熊呀，”妈妈叫道，“快进来躺在炉火前，不过可要小心，别把自己的毛皮烤焦了. ”然后，她继续说道，“红玫瑰，白玫瑰，快到这边来，大熊不会伤害你们的，他很规矩. ”就这样，红玫瑰和白玫瑰都回到了火炉旁. 渐渐地，小羊羔和白鸽也克服了害怕心理，欢迎那位粗鲁的不速之客.

在他要进门之前，大熊说，“孩子们，快来把我外衣上的雪拍掉. ”于是她们拿起扫帚，把大熊身上的雪扫干净. 随后，大熊在火炉前伸了伸腿，一边哼声表示很满意，没多久，孩子们就跟大熊混熟了，并且熟得和这头温顺的野兽开起玩笑来. 她们拉拉他那长长毛茸茸的毛皮，踩在他的背上，把他翻来翻去，甚至胆敢用榛木棍来打他. 当大熊哼叫抱怨时，她们就大笑.

大熊脾气很好地忍受了她们的玩笑. 如果她们打得太重了一些，大熊就喊道：

“孩子们，红玫瑰，白玫瑰，快饶命，

否则你们会永远嫁不出去. ”

在睡觉时刻到了，大家都去睡觉后，妈妈就对大熊说，“如果你愿意的话，你可以睡在火炉前，这样你就安稳地不会受到寒冷和恶劣天气的苦了. ”

天一亮，两个小孩放大熊出了门，大熊也就从雪地上很快地跑开了，从此以后，大熊每天晚上定时归来，他总是躺在壁炉前，让孩子们尽情地和他玩耍，渐渐地，她们变得很习惯于他了，所以每天总要等到她们的黑朋友回来后，才把大门闩上.

当春天一来临，门外大地又绿时，一天早晨，大熊告诉白玫瑰说，他必须告辞了. 而且整个夏天都不能回来，“亲爱的大熊，那么你会去哪儿呢？”白玫瑰问道. “我必须去森林中看守我的金银财宝，防备那可恶的小矮人来偷. ”因为在冬天，地面是硬梆梆的，小矮人只得呆在洞里，弄不穿地面搞鬼. 现在太阳已将泥土解冻，把泥土晒得暖暖的，小矮人就能钻穿地面，凡找得到的东西，他们都会偷，而且无论什么东西，一到他们手中被他们藏进他们的山洞之后，再要找回来就很困难了. ”看到大熊要离去，白玫瑰感到非常伤心，很勉强地把门打开. 当大熊挤出大门时，在门闩上留下了他那毛外衣的一小片. 通过那外衣上被钩破的小洞，白玫瑰似乎看见里面有金子在闪亮，但她不能肯定，是不是. 大熊一出门就急急忙忙地跑开了，很快消失在树林中.

过了些时，母亲叫孩子们去森林里拾柴. 在拾柴时，她们发现林中小径上横着一棵倒下的大树，大树的树干上似乎有什么东西在跳上跳下. 但她们想像不出那是什么东西. 当他们走近后才发现，那是一个满脸绉纹的小矮人，但是他那雪白的胡须却有一码长. 他的胡子的一端被树缝夹住了，使他只能像一条被锁链锁住的狗一样跳上跳下，不知如何才能使自己得以脱身. 他用他大红暴戾的眼睛瞪了瞪小姑娘，并且吼道，“你们站在那儿干什么？难道你们不打算帮我一把想一走了之了吗？“小人儿，发生了什么事情？红玫瑰问道. “你这只张着嘴的笨鹅，”他喊道. “我原是要劈开这棵树，捡拾点厨房用的柴，因为我们所用的小柴是一大捆一大捆地烧，很快就烧完了. 那一捆捆的柴，可不像你们粗野贪婪的人所吞食的东西哟!我本来已经好好地把楔敲进了树干，一切进行得很顺利，就在那时滑溜的木头向上跳了起来，裂缝顿时合拢了，以致我漂亮的胡子来不及躲开，就这样夹住了. 我也在这里动弹不得. 喂，别笑呀，你们这两个白脸蛋的东西，你们还发甚么呆呀？

两个姑娘拼命用力，想把小老头的胡子从夹缝里拔出来，但是没有成功，最后，红玫瑰说，“我跑回去找些帮手吧!”“你这个昏了头的傻瓜，”小矮人骂道，“对我来说，你们两人已太多了，你为什么还要叫别人？难道你们就想不出别的办法了吗？”

“别不耐烦，”白玫瑰回答说，“我想出了个办法. ”说着，她从她口袋里拿出一把剪刀，一下子就把胡子末端剪断了. 小矮人一获得自由就抓起放在树根旁装满了黄金的麻袋，把它一摔地背上了后背，一边走，一边喃喃地抱怨，“笨蛋，把我漂亮的胡子也剪断了!但愿你发瘟!”他连看也不看救了他的小姑娘们就扬长而去.

又过了些时，白玫瑰和红玫瑰去池边钓鱼. 当她们走近池塘时，看见有样东西，很像只大蝗虫，在池边跳来跳去，好像要跳入池中似的. 她们跑上前才认出，又是那个小矮人. “你要干什么？”红玫瑰问道，“你这样会掉进池子里去的. ”“我才不那么笨蛋. ”小矮人答道，“难道你没有看见，那条鱼正想把我拉进水里吗？原来，小矮人在钓鱼. 不幸的是，风把他的胡子和钓鱼的线绞地一起了. 一条大鱼上钓后，小矮人的力量不够，不能把鱼拖出水面，而鱼却占了上风. 小矮人抓住长在附近的芦苇和灯蕊草，但仍然没有用，大鱼想把他拉向哪里就拉到哪里，如果两个姑娘没有及时来到，小矮人很快就会被拖入池中. 幸好是，两个小姑娘赶来了. 她们想把小矮人的胡子跟钓鱼线分开，但是它们缠绕得太紧了，没法解开. 于是，小姑娘再一次拿出了剪刀，又剪下了小矮人的一撮胡子. 小矮人一看到胡子又被剪了，勃然大怒，喊道，“你这个笨驴!你们就这样把我的脸弄得不成形了. 你们剪了一次还不够吗？难道你们非把我最漂亮的一束胡子剪去才甘心？现在我已经不敢在我的同类前露脸了. 我多么希望你们在到这里之前已经把鞋底跑穿了!”他一边叫嚷，一边就把在灯蕊草中间的一袋珍珠拾了起来，什么别的话也没说就溜了，接着就在岩石后面消失了. 这次惊险之后没过几天，碰巧母亲又派她们到邻近的小镇子上去买些针线，别针，花边缎带等. 到那小镇的路上要经过一片公用地. 公用地上到处可看到一些大岩石. 在她们的头上，他们看到有只好大的鸟在盘旋，而且不时地俯冲，越飞越低，最后那鸟往下飞到一块岩石后面. 紧接着，她们听到了一声尖锐的叫声.

她们惊恐万状地跑近一看，原来老鹰抓住了她们的老相识——小矮人，而且正要腾空而去. 充满同情心的小姑娘，马上就抓住了小矮人，紧紧地抱住了他，一直到老鹰扭不过而放弃飞走为止. 小矮人刚从惊恐中恢复过来，就尖声尖气地叫喊道，“难道你们就不能轻一点抓我吗？你们这样抓住我那件讲究的棕色大衣，把它撕得千疮百孔. 你们真是一对多管闲事的废物!说完这席话，他扛起了一袋装满宝石的口袋，溜进了岩石中的洞穴.

现在，姑娘们对小矮人不知感激的表现已习以为常. 所以，她们还是继续往城里去买东西. 在回家的路上，她们又走过了同一块公用地. 不知不觉中，她们来到了一处比较洁净的地方，在那里，小矮人倒出了自己的一袋宝石，当时它还以为附近没有人. 阳光普照着，在阳光下，宝石发出各种光彩，使得两位姑娘也不禁驻足观赏起来.

“你们瞪大了眼睛站在那里呆看什么？小矮人问道，他的脸色因发怒而涨得像赤铜般的通红. 他继续斥责着那两个可怜的姑娘，这时她们听到了一声响亮吼叫，不久，一头大黑熊像滚球似地冲出了森林. 小矮人吓得跳了起来，但是，他已无退路，大熊追上了他，因此，他大喊道，“饶了我吧，熊大爷!我愿意把我所有的财宝都给你，你看这儿的这些漂亮的宝石. 只要你饶命. 像我这样一个软弱的小家伙，你又有什么好害怕的？你不要用你的大牙齿来咬我，那里有两个坏孩子，把她们吃了可真是一顿美餐，她们像嫩鹌鹑一样的肥. 看在老天的份上，把她们吃了吧!”

但是那头熊连说也懒得说，就用他的前掌给了那坏心肠的小矮人一巴掌. 于是小矮人永远再也动弹不了.

那时，姑娘们正想要逃跑，但是大熊在后面叫住了她们，“白玫瑰，红玫瑰，别害怕. 等一下，我会来陪伴你们. ”她们听出了他的声音，停住脚步. 大熊走到跟前，突然间他的粗毛皮外衣脱落下来了，他竟然是一位穿着金衣身材高大的年青人. “我是位王子，”他说，“我受到那个偷我财宝坏矮人的诅咒，把我变成一头熊，在森林里到处流浪，一直到他死后我才能恢复人形，现在他已恶贯满盈，罪有应得. ”

于是，他们就一起回家. 白玫瑰和王子结了婚，而红玫瑰则嫁给了王子的弟弟. 他们共同享受小矮人收集的巨额财富，她们的老母亲也和两个女儿一起幸福地生活了许多年. 原先生长在她们茅屋前的两株玫瑰树，现在已经移植到了王宫前，每年都长满了美丽的红玫瑰和白玫瑰.

解 说

1. who were called她们被称为(who were called在句中为非限定定语从句，修饰two little children.) 2. the flowers which bloomed on the two rose-bushes which grew before the cottage.小屋前两株玫瑰树上盛开的花朵(句中第一个 which从句修饰 the flowers. 在这个从句中又含有另一个从句，修饰 the two rose-bushes.) 3. as…as…像…一样. 例如 He is as fat as a pig.他像猪一样胖. 4. …seeking flowers and catching butterflies,寻找花朵和捕捉蝴蝶. 5. …while Snow-white …而白玫瑰却(坐在家里帮助妈妈做家务. )(while在句中引导出并列从句. ) 6. helping her mother to keep house帮助她妈妈做家务；keep house做家务. 7. reading to her读书给她听(her指上文中的 mother) 8. separate from each other相互分离. 9. and that(此that从句和前面的一样，都是agreed的宾语从句. ) 10. whatever one had the other should share无论谁有什么都要和另一个分享(whatever即是one had的宾语，又是share的宾语. 11. the hare would eat野兔会从她们的手中吃花椰菜. (句中 would常用来表示过去的习惯动作. )12. the birds remained perched on the bough鸟儿仍然栖息在树枝上. 13. singing as if nobody were near好像是没有人在近处一样地唱着歌(as if:“好像”例：The boy talks if he were a scholar.那个男孩讲话的样子好像他是个学究似的. ) 14. night came upon them夜幕降临了. 15. used to过去总是…，例如：He used to go to church on Sunday.以前他在星期天常常上教堂. 16. she felt no concer about them她并不为她们感到担忧,concern:担心；担忧. 17. One time when they had thus passed the night.有一次,当她们就是这样度过了一夜之际. (句中 when引导出定语从句,修饰 one time.) 18. saw a beautiful child dressed in shining white sitting near their couch看见有一个穿着闪闪发光的白衣的美丽孩子坐在她们睡的地方旁边. 19. into which they would have certainly fallen had they walked farther in the dark如果她们在黑暗中再走远一点,那么她们必然会掉进坑内. (该句用的是虚拟语气,表示过去可能发生的情况.) 20. in which(which指a nosegay [一束芳香的鲜花]21. put the kettle on to boil把水壶放在火上煮(请注意，介词 on之后省略了 the fire两字. )22. sat spinning坐着纺纱spinnine系动词不定式，在句中作状语词组. )23. reposed with her head under her wing把头藏在翅膀下睡眠. (reposed在此处作“休息”，睡眠解. )24. there came a knock at the door传来一下敲门声(此句系倒装句，主语为 a knock.) 25. as if somebody wished to come in似乎有人想进来. 26. there is some traveler who needs shelter外面是个旅客，想要进来避避风雨. (shelfer在此处意为“避风雨之处. ”) 27. expecting to see some poor man outside以为会看到外面是个可怜人(poor在此处并不一定指“贫穷的”，而是指“令人可怜的”，因为那人正在屋外受风雪严寒之苦. )28. hid herself behind her mother's bed躲藏在母亲的床后(hid是 hide的过去式. 表示“躲藏于某处”常用 hide oneself in这一句型. ) 29. I will do you no harm我不会伤害你的，此句也可写成 I won't do you any harm. 30. I am half frozen我几乎已被冻僵了. (half在此处有almost之意. ) 31. take care you do not burn your skin当心别把你的毛皮烤焦了. 32. knock the snow off my coat把雪从我的外套上抖去. 33. swept him clean把他(身上的雪)扫个干净. 34. grumbled out his satisfaction喃喃地道出了自己心满意足的心情. 35. became familiar enough to play tricks with已经熟悉到可以和他开玩笑的程度. (句中enough之后的动词不定式表示程度，例如： He is rich enough to buy a motorcar他已经富有到可以买汽车的程度. ) 36. even ventured to beat him甚至试着揍他， venture意为“冒险尝试”. 37. laughing when he grumbled当听到他咕哝时，(高兴得)笑了起来. 38. Leave me my life，you children，/Snow-White and Rose-Red，/Or you'll never wed. 饶我一命吧，孩子们，白玫瑰与红玫瑰，否则，你们会永远嫁不出去. (wed在这里意为“结婚，”“出嫁”. or意为“否则”例如：Study hard，or you will not succed. 努力学习，否则就不会成功. ) 39. others were gone别人都走了. (gone有“离去”及“消失”之意. 例如：All hope is gone所有的希望都破灭了. )40. and you will be safely protected from the cold and bad weather这样，你就能躲避严寒的恶劣的天气对你的威胁. 41. As soon as the day broke 天一亮. (The day broke意为“天亮”，“天明”)42. allow the chidren to play with him as much as they liked. 允许孩子们尽情地与他玩耍. 43. till 直到…(例如：He worked till midnight他一直工作到深夜. ) 44. became so accustomed that(此句中 accustomed之后省略了 his coming in the evening. ) 45. was left unbolted门仍未闩上(leave +过去分词表示“使…保持某种状态”，例：leave it undone使…未做完. )46. since the sun has thawed the earth and warmed it既然太阳已经使大地解冻转暖. since在此句中意为“既然”，引导出表示原因的状语从句. 例：Since there is no help， let us leave here. 既然没有任何帮助，那么就让我们离开此地吧!) 47. steal all they can find. 把他们所能发现的都偷走(they can find为定语从句修饰 all. ) 48. what has once passed into their hands， and gets concealed by them in their caves，任何经过他们之手，藏进山洞里的东西… 49. is not easiy brought to light很难再被发现. (bring to light有“揭露”，“披露”之意) 50. was very sad at the departure of the Bear对于那头熊的离去感到很伤心. 51. opened the door so hesitatingly that…如此不情愿地，犹豫不决地开门以至于52. pressed through it把门挤开；挤出门外(句中 it指 the door. ) 53. through the hole which was made in his coat通过他外套上撕破的洞(句中 which…为定语从句，修饰 the hole)54. was not certain of it. 对此不能确定；对此不能下定论. 55. Some time afterwards过了一些日子. 17-18. sent the children into the wood to gather sticks 让孩子们到森林中去拾柴薪. 56. on the trunk of which something kept hobbing up and down (在树干上有一样东西在不断地跳上跳下. (句中 which指上文的 tree. ) 57. imagine what it was想像那是什么. 58. a snow-white beard a yard long雪白胡须有一码长. 59. like a dog by a chain像被一条铁链锁住了的狗. 60. how to free himself如何使自己获得自由. 61. Are you going to pass without offering me any assistance？难道你们打算不对我提供任何帮助就一走了之吗？62. have the tree split把树劈开(have有“使得”之意，强调动作之结果，例： I had my watch mended. 我请人把我的手表修好了. ) 63. in order to get a little wood for my kitchen为了替我的厨房备些柴薪. (in order to：“为了”；“目的是”. 例：He studied hard in order to get the scholarship. 为了得到奖学金，他学习很努力. ) 64. not like what you rough， greedy people devour不像你们那种粗鲁，贪婪的人们那样，只知道吞食. 65. had driven the wedge in properly把楔子正确地敲进了(树干)66. everything was going on well一切都很顺利. 67. closed so suddenly that…(裂开了的树干)合拢得如此之快，以至于… 68. took all the pains they could to…他们尽力去…(take pains to do something尽力去做某事)69. but without success但未能成功. 70. crack-brained sheepshead that you are!你真是一个愚蠢的笨蛋!(此句为强调句，相当于you are indeed a crack-brained sheepshead!) 71. What are you going to call other people for？为什么你打算去喊别人来？ 72. You are too many now for me对于我来说，你们两个已经太多了. 73. Can you think of nothing else？难道你想不出别的主意了吗？( else为后置定语，修饰 nothing) 74. pulling her scissors out of her pocket从她的口袋中拿出一把剪刀. 75. As soon as the Dwarf found himself at liberty，小矮人一发现自己已获得了自由…(此句为表示时间的状语从句. )76. which lay between the roots of the tree，那个麻袋放在树根之间. (句中which指上文中的bag. ) 77. filled with gold装满了黄金. 78. throwing it over his shoulder把麻袋扛上肩. 79. marched off，…ing大步地离开了. 80. to cut off a piece of my beautiful beard把我的一缕美丽的胡须也剪去了. 81. away he went = he went away他走开了(此句为倒装句，把away放在句首起强调作用. ) 82. saw something like a great locust hopping about看到了一个像蝗虫那样的东西在跳来跳去. 83. I am not quite such a simpleton as that我不会笨到那种地步. 84. the wind had entangled his beard with the fishing line风把他的胡须和钓鱼线缠绕在一起. 85. had the best of the struggle在斗争中占了上风. 86. held on by the reeds and rushes which grew near依靠抓住附近的芦苇和灯蕊草而坚持着. 87. pulled him where it liked想把他拖向哪里就拖向哪里. 88. must soon have been drawn into the pond(小矮人)没多久就会被拖进池塘中. 89. release the beard of the Dwarf from the fishing line把小矮人的胡子从钓鱼线上解开. 90. were too closely engangled for it to be done 由于缠绕得太紧而解不开. (to be done即指上文中的 released from the fishing line) 91. When the Dwarf saw this done当小矮人看到他的胡子又被剪去了，…(此句中的 this done 指文中小姑娘又用剪刀剪去了小矮人的一束胡子. )92. Was it not enough to cut it once难道剪胡子剪了一次还不够吗？ 93. I dare not show myself again now to my own people现在我再也不敢在我自己的同类(指其他小矮人中)露脸了. 94. I wish you had run the soles off your boots before…我多么希望你们在跑到这里之前就把鞋底跑穿了. 95. So saying(一边说着，一边就…(So saying的正常语序为saying so，倒置后可加强语气，强调so. )96. Not many days after this adventure. 这次历险后没过几天，… 97. it chanced that the mother sent the two maidens to the next town to buy…碰巧，母亲派两个女孩子到邻近的镇上去买些东西. (it chanced that即 it happened by chance that…) 98. on which here and there在那块空地上散放着…(here and there意为“到处”；“四处”. ) 99. Just over their heads they saw…就在她们的上方，她们看到… 100. saw a great bird flying round and round他们看到一只大鸟在盘旋. 101. running up they saw with affright that…跑近一看，她们惊恐地看到…(句中running up相当于When they ran up，…) 102. As soon as the Dwarf had recoverd from his fright，小矮人一从惊恐中恢复过来就…(as soon as为连接词，解释“一…就…”. ) 103. have seized my fine brown coat in such a manner that…(你们)用这种方式抓住我那件讲究的棕色大衣，结果…(句中such…that…引导出表示结果的状语从句. ) 104. meddling and interfering rubbish that you are!你们真是爱管闲事的人!(句中meddling与interfering意义相近，均为“干涉他人事务”，两者并用以加强语气. )105. With these words讲完这几句话…106. a bag filled with precious stones一个装满宝石的袋子. 107. were now accustomed to his ingratitude对于小矮人不知感激的为人已习以为常. 108. Coming home家. 109. had shaken out his bag of precious stones， thinking nobody was near(小矮人)以为附近无人，就把宝石从袋里都抖了出来. 110. displayed such a variety of colours that…显示出如此众多的的色彩，以至于… 111. stopped to admire them停下来欣赏宝石(stop to do something意为停下原来正在做的事，而开始一件新的工作，其意义与 stop doing something 完全不一样. ) 112. What are you standing there gaping for？你们站在那儿睁大了眼睛干什么？113. while(句中while表示“正当…”)114. when…(句中when表示“正在那个时候”，相当于 just at that time. )115. came rolling out of the forest从森林里像个球似地滚出(一头大熊)(rolling在句中表示come的方式或状态. ) 116. Jumped up terrified恐惧地跳出起来. (terrified为过去分词，补充说明jumed up时的心理状态. ) 117. could notgain his retreat before the Bear overtook him在熊赶上他之前未能找到退路. 118. only give me my life只要饶我一命. 119. what have you to fear你有什么好害怕的呢？120. they would make nice meals他们一定会成为很好的食物(make a nice meal表示有“成为一顿美餐之意. )121. as fat as young quails像嫩鹌鹑一样肥. (as…as：像…一样…) 122. without troubling himself to speak连讲话的口舌也不想浪费. 123. gave the Dwarf a single blow with his paw 用他的前爪给了小矮人一击. 124. were then going to run away当时正想逃走. 125. stood up a tall man一个高大的人站了起来. 126. who stole all my treasures他(指小矮人)偷走了我的所有宝藏. 127. was condemned by…to…被诅咒而成为… 128. in the form of a bear以熊的形状. 129. till…直到… 130. has received his well deserved punishment现在已得到了应有的惩罚.

1 THE BLIND BOY

Colley Cibber①

O say what is that thing call'd Light,

Which I must ne'er enjoy;

What are the blessings of the sight.

O tell your poor blind boy !

You talk of wondrous things you see,

You say the sun shines bright;

I feel him warm, but how can he

Or make it day or night?

My day or night myself I make

Whene'er I sleep or play;

And could I ever keep awake

With me 'twere always day.

With heavy sighs I often hear

You mourn my hapless woe;

But sure with patience I can bear

A loss I ne'er can know

Then let not what I cannot have

My cheer of mind destroy

Whilst thus I sing, I am a king,

Although a poor blind boy

一 盲孩

柯莱·西柏

你们说的"光"，是什么东西，

我永远不可能感觉出来；

你们能够"看"，是什么福气，

请告诉我这可怜的盲孩！

你们讲到了种种奇景，

你们说太阳光辉灿烂；

我感到他温暖，可他怎么能

把世界分出黑夜和白天？

这会儿我玩耍，待会儿我睡觉，

这样分我的白天和夜晚；

假如我老是醒着，睡不着，

我觉得那就是白天没完。

我听见你们一次又一次

为我的不幸而叹息：唉……

可我完全能忍受这损失——

损失是什么我并不明白。

别让我永远得不到的东西

把我愉快的心情破坏：

我歌唱，我就是快乐君王，

尽管我是个可怜的盲孩。

屠 岸译

2 TO CHARLOTTE PULTENEY

Ambrose Philips①

Timely blossom, Infant fair,

Fondling of a happy pair,

Every morn and every night

Their solicitous delight,

Sleeping, waking, still at ease,

Pleasing, without skill to please;

Little gossip, blithe and hale,

Tattling many a broken tale,

Singing many a tuneless song,

Lavish of a heedless tongue;

Simple maiden, void of art,

Babbling out the very heart,

Yet abandon'd to thy will,

Yet imagining no ill,

Yet too innocent to blush;

Like the linnet in the bush

To the mother-linnet's note

Moduling her slender throat;

Chirping forth thy petty joys,

Wanton in the change of toys,

Like the linnet green, in May

Flitting to each bloomy spray;

Wearied then and glad of rest,

Like the linnet in the nest: ----

This thy present happy lot,

This, in time will be forgot:

Other pleasures, other cares,

Ever-busy Time prepares;

And thou shalt in thy daughter see,

This picture, once, resembled thee.

二 致夏洛蒂·普尔膝尼

安布罗斯·菲力普斯

及时开的花，漂亮的女孩，

幸福的爹妈心尖的爱，

在每个清晨，每个良夜，

你总是爹妈渴望的愉悦，

睡着，醒着，自由自在，

毫无机巧，却招人喜爱；

咿呀说话，健康，欢欣，

讲些个并不连贯的事情，

唱多少歌子，全走了调，

又说又唱，没完没了；

单纯的幼女，天真无邪，

把一片童心向外倾泻，

你无拘无束，随心随意，

不知道邪恶是什么东西，

一派纯真，不懂得羞赧，

就像红雀在矮树林间

跟随着红雀妈妈的歌声，

调整自己纤细的嗓音；

咿呀唱出你小小的欢愉，

调皮地变换着一件件玩具，

又像金翅鸟迎来五月，

轻捷地飞向鲜花嫩叶；

要是累了就愉快地歇息，

仿佛红雀休憩在窝里：——

这一切是你今天的好运道，

这一切到时候会被忘掉：

匆匆的时间将为你准备好

别的欢乐和别的烦恼；

你将来在你的女儿身上

会看到她同你多么相像。

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3 THE ECHOING GREEN

W illiam Blake①

The Sun does arise,

And make happy the skies;

The merry bells ring

To welcome the Spring;

The skylark and thrush,

The birds of the bush,

Sing louder around

To the bells' cheerful sound,

While our sports shall be seen

On the echoing Green.

Old John, with white hair,

Does laugh away care,

Sitting under the oak

Among the old folk.

They laugh at our play,

And soon they all say:

"Such, such were the joys

When we all, girls and boys,

In our youth-time were seen

On the echoing Green.

Till the little ones, weary,

No more can be merry;

The Sun does descend,

And our sports have an end.

Round the laps of their mothers

Many sisters and brothers,

Like birds in their nest,

Are ready for rest,

And sport no more seen

On the darkening Green.

三 荡着回声的草地

威廉·布莱克

太阳升起，

满天欢喜；

快乐的钟声敲响，

迎接春光；

云雀和画眉，

林中的鸟类，

围着快乐的钟响

唱得更加嘹亮，

这时候我们游戏

在荡着回声的草地。

老约翰，白发满头，

笑着赶走了忧愁，

坐在橡树下面

老人们中间。

他们笑看我们玩耍，

他们都这样说话：

"当我们还是男孩女孩，

欢度童年时代，

我们也这样游戏

在荡着回声的草地。"

孩子们乏了，

再不能玩耍了；太阳落山，

我们停止了游玩。

多少小妹妹小弟弟

绕着妈妈的双膝，

像小鸟归巢，

准备睡觉。

再不见孩子们游戏

在越来越暗的草地。

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4 A CRADLE SONG

William Blake

Sleep, Sleep, beauty bright,

Dreaming o'er the joys of night,

Sleep, Sleep, in thy sleep

Little sorrows sit and weep.

Sweet Babe, in thy face

Soft desires I can trace,

Secret joys and secret smiles,

Little pretty infant riles.

As thy softest limbs I feel,

Smiles as of the morning steal

O'er thy cheek and o'er thy breast

Where thy little heart does rest.

O the cunning wiles that creep

In thy little heart asleep!

When thy little heart does wake,

Then the dreadful lightnings break.

四 摇篮歌

威廉·布莱克

睡吧，睡吧，漂亮的宝贝，

整夜在欢乐的梦乡酣睡；

睡吧，睡吧，在你的梦里，

小小的悲哀坐着哭泣。

可爱的宝贝，在你的脸上，

我看到有一种温柔的渴望，

秘密的快乐，秘密的微笑，

小小的狡黠，婴儿的计巧。

当我爱抚你柔软的脚和手，

好象有早晨的微笑偷偷

爬上你的脸，爬上你的胸，

小小的心呵就在你胸中。

呵，在你熟睡的心底，

有多少聪慧，有多少伶俐！

等到你小小的心儿苏醒，

可怕的黑夜就迎来黎明。

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5 NURSE'S SONG

William Blake

When the voices of children are heard on the green,

And laughing is heard on the hill,

My heart is at rest within my breast,

And every thing else is still.

Then come home my children, the sun is gone down,

And the dews of night arise.

Come, come, leave off play, and let us away

Till the morning appears in the skies.

No, no, let us play, for it is yet day,

And we cannot go to sleep.

Besides, in the sky, the little birds fly,

And the hills are all coverd with sheep.

Well, well, go and play till the light fades away,

And then go home to bed.

The little ones leaped and shouted and laugh'd,

And all the hills echoed.

五 保姆的歌

威廉·布莱克

听到草地上孩子们叫，

听到山头上孩子们笑，

我的心中，充满安宁，

世间万物一片静悄悄。

孩子们回家吧，太阳落山了，

夜晚的露水正来临。

来来，已经玩够，让咱们走，

等明朝天边太阳升。

不不，让我们玩，白天还没完，

我们不睡觉，不睡觉。

你看蓝天上，小鸟在飞翔，

还有羊群在满山跑。

好吧好吧再玩一回，直到天全黑，

再回家去上眠床。

小家伙们又跳又叫又是笑，

笑声在所有的山头来回响。

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6 A CHILD

Charles and Ma ry Lamb①

A child's a plaything for an hour;

Its pretty tricks we try

For that or for a longer space ----

Then tire, and lay it by.

But I knew one that to itself

All seasons could control;

That would have mocked the sense of pain

Out of a grieved soul.

Thou straggler into loving arms,

Young climber-up of knees,

When I forget thy thousand ways

Then life and all shall cease.

六 一个孩子

恰尔斯·兰姆 玛丽·兰姆

孩子只是个片刻的玩意儿；

我们让他逗着玩，

玩会儿，或玩的时间长一些——

累了，就把他搁一边。

可我认识个孩子不一样，

他摆布一年四季；

他能使遭受不幸的人儿

一下子把痛苦忘记。

你一头扎进亲爱的怀抱，

爬上膝盖的小乖乖！

我忘记你的千姿百态时——

万类将停止存在。

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7 "IT IS A BEAUTEOUS EVENING"

William Wordsworth①

It is a beauteous evening, calm and free;

The holy time is quiet as a Nun

Breathless with adoration; the broad sun

Is sinking down in its tranquillity;

The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea:

Listen ! the mighty Being is awake,

And doth with his eternal motion make

A sound like thunder ---- everlastingly.

Dear child ! dear girl'! that walkest with me here,

If thou appear untouch'd by solemn thought

Thy nature is not therefore less divine:

Thou liest in Abraham's bosom all the year,

And worshipp'st at the Temple's inner shrine,

God being with thee when we know it not

七 "那是个美丽的傍晚"

威廉·华兹华斯

那是个美丽的傍晚，安静，清澈；

神圣的时光，静如修女一样，

屏息着在崇奉礼赞；阔大的太阳

正在一片宁谧中逐渐沉落；

苍天的安详慈悲君临着大海：

听啊！那伟大的生命已经苏醒，①

用他那永恒的律动发出了一阵阵

轰雷一般的声音——千古不改。

跟我同行的孩子呵，亲爱的女孩！②

假如你仿佛还没有接触到圣念，

你的天性不因此而不够崇高：

你整年都躺在亚伯拉罕的胸怀，③

你在神庙的内殿里崇拜，礼赞，

上帝在你的身边，我们却不知道。

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8 "THERE WAS A NAUGHTY BOY"

John Keats①

There was a naughty Boy,

And a naughty Boy was he.

He ran away to Scotland

The people for to see ----

'Then he found

That the ground

W as as hard,

That a yard

Was as long,

That a song

Was as merry,

That a cherry

Was as red ----

That lead

Was as weighty,

That fourscore

W as as eighty,

That a door

Was as wooden

As in England ----

So he stood in his shoes

And he wonder'd ,

He wonder'd ,

He stood in his shoesAnd he wonder'd.

八 "有一个淘气的男孩"①

约翰·济慈

有一个淘气的男孩，

淘气的男孩就是他。

他一跑跑到苏格兰，

把人情世故来观察——

于是他发现，

跟英格兰比，

那里的土地

同样硬，

那里的尺寸

同样长，

那里的歌唱

同样美妙，

那里的樱桃

同样红艳——

那里的铅

同样沉甸甸，

那里三七

同样是二十一，

那里的门

同样是木头制成——

于是他站着发呆，

觉得真奇怪，

真奇怪，

他站着发呆，

觉得真奇怪。

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9 THE BABIE

Hugh M iller①

Nae shoon to hide her tiny taes,

Nae stockings on her feet;

Her supple ankles white as snow

Of early blossoms sweet.

Her simple dress of sprinkled pink,

Her double, dimpled chin;

Her pucker' d lip and bonny mou' ,

With nae ane tooth between.

Her een sae like her mither's een,

Twa gentle, liquid things;

Her face is like an angel's face ----

We're glad she has nae wings.

九 婴 儿

休·米勒

没鞋子套上她小小的脚趾，

她脚上没穿丝袜；

她两双柔软的脚踝雪白，

仿佛初开的鲜花。

她穿着粉红散点的便装，

两个笑窝，双下巴；

漂亮的小嘴，吮着嘴唇，

嘴里还没有一颗牙。

她的眼真像她母亲的眼呵，

那么柔和，水汪汪；

她的脸真像天使的脸呵——

幸亏她没有翅膀。

方谷绣 屠 岸译

10 CHILDREN

Henry Wadswort h Longfellow①

Come to me, O ye children !

For I hear you at your play,

And the questions that perplexed me

Have vanished quite away.

Ye open the eastern windows,

That look towards the sun,

Where thoughts are singing swallows

And the brooks of morning run.

In your hearts are the birds and the sunshine,

In your thoughts the brooklet's flow,

But in mine is the wind of Autumn

And the first fall of the snow.

Ah! what would the world be to us

If the children were no more?

We should dread the desert behind us

Worse than the dark before

What the leaves are to the forest,

With light and air for food,

Ere their sweet and tender juices

Have been hardened into wood, -----

That to the world are children;

Through them it feels the glow

Of a brighter and sunnier climate

Than reaches the trunks below.

Come to me, O ye children

And whisper in my ear

What the birds and the winds are singing

In your sunny atmosphere.

For what are all our contrivings,

And the wisdom of our looks,

When compared with your caresses,

And the gladness of your looks?

Ye are better than all the ballads

That ever were sung or said;

For ye are living poems,

And all the rest and dead.

十 孩子们

亨利·瓦兹华斯·朗费罗

到我这儿来吧，孩子们！

我听见你们在嬉闹，

那些使我烦恼的问题

顿时云散烟消。

你们打开东面的窗户吧，

朝向升起的太阳，

那儿，思念是呢喃的燕子，

早晨的溪水流淌。

你们的心中有小鸟阳光，

思绪里有溪水流泻，

我的头脑里却只有秋风，

加上初降的霜雪。

啊！世界会变成什么样，

如果没有了新一代？

我们会害怕身后的荒漠——

比面前的黑暗更厉害。

正如树叶把阳光和空气

当养料给森林带来，

树叶甜嫩的汁液还没有

化为坚硬的木材，——

儿童对世界也是这样；

世界凭儿童而感受

比树干感受的气候更加

明亮灿烂的光流。

到我这儿来啊，孩子们！

贴耳朵悄悄告诉我：

在你们充满阳光的大气里

风和鸟唱的是什么。

我们的一切书本知识

和一切发明创造，

怎能比得上你们的爱抚，

你们的一脸甜笑？

你们胜过世界上曾经

说唱的一切歌谣；

你们是活的诗篇，而其他

全都是死的曲调。

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11 WE TWO BOYS TOGETHER CLINGING

Walt Whitman①

We two boys together clinging,

One the other never leaving,

Up and down the roads going, North and South

excursions making,

Power enjoying, elbows stretching, fingers clutching,

Arm'd and fearless, eating, drinking, sleeping, loving,

No law less than ourselves owning, sailing, soldiering,

thieving, threatening,

Misers, menials, priests alarming, air breathing, water

drinking, on the turf or the sea-beach dancing,

Cities wrenching, ease scorning, statutes mocking,

feebleness chasing,

Fulfilling our foray.

十一 我们两个孩子在一起依附着

瓦尔特·惠特曼

我们两个孩子在一起依附着，

这一个永远不离开那一个，

在路上翻山越岭，向北方又向南方去旅行，

享受着力量，伸张着臂弯，紧扣着手指，

武装而无畏，吃着，喝着，睡着，爱着，

绝不承认在我们自己以下的法律，航行着，

作战着，偷窃着，威胁着，

教守财奴、贱人、教士吃惊，呼吸着空气，

饮着水，在草地上或海岸边舞蹈着，

扭伤着城市，轻蔑着安逸，藐视着纪念像，

追击着弱点，

完成着我们的袭击。

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12 THE UNSEEN PLAYMATE

Robe rt Louis Stevenson①

When children are playing alone on the green,

In comes the playmate that never was seen.

When children are happy and lonely and good,

The Friend of the Children comes out of the wood.

Nobody heard him and nobody saw,

His is a picture you never could draw,

But he's sure to be present, abroad or at home,

When children are happy and playing alone.

He lies in the laurels, he runs on the grass,

He sings when you tinkle the musical glass;

Whene'er you are happy and cannot tell why,

The Firend of the Children is sure to be by !

He loves to be little, he hates to be big,

'Tis he that inhabits the caves that you dig;

'Tis he when you play with your soldiers of tin

That sides with the Frenchmen and never can win

Tis he, when at night you go off to your bed,

Bids you go to your sleep and not trouble your head;

For wherever they're lying, in cupboard or shelf,

'Tis he will take care of your playthings himself !

十二 瞧不见的游戏伴儿

罗伯特·路易斯·斯蒂文森

孩子们独自在草地上游玩，

瞧不见的伴儿就悄悄来到身边。

孩子们高兴，寂寞，又挺乖，

"儿童之友"就从树林里走出来。

谁也没听到他，谁也没见到他，

他这幅肖像，你永远不会描画，

可只要孩子们高兴，独个儿游戏，

他准定在这儿，不管在屋外，屋里。

他躺在桂冠里，他奔在草地上，

你碰响好听的玻璃杯，他就歌唱；

只要你快乐，又说不出理由，

在你身边就肯定有"儿童之友"！

他喜欢身子小，他不爱身子大，

能在你挖的洞子里住下的，正是他，

你让锡制的玩具兵上战场，

也是他：总站在法国人一边，吃败仗。

夜里，当上床的时候来到，

那是他：不再打搅你，叫你去睡觉；

你的玩具，不管在橱里躺、架上站，

那是他：会照料好每一样，每一件。

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13 ESCAPE AT BEDTIME

Robert Louis Stevenson

The lights from the parlour and kitchen shone out

Through the blinds and the windows and bars;

And high overhead and all moving about,

There were thousands of millions of stars.

There ne'er were such thousands of leaves on a tree,

Nor of people in church or the Park,

As the crowds of the stars that looked down upon me,

And that glittered and winked in the dark.

The Dog, and the Plough, and the Hunter, and all,

And the star of the sailor, and Mars,

These shone in the sky, and the pail by the wall

Would be half full of water and stars.

They saw me at last, and they chased me with cries,

And they soon had me packed into bed;

But the glory kept shining and bright in my eyes,

And the stars going round in my head.

十三 该睡的时候溜了

罗伯特·路易斯·斯蒂文森

穿过窗格，窗栏，窗框，

客厅和厨房里射出了灯光；

几百万，几千万，几万万颗星星

高高地旋转在我的头顶上。

树叶儿几千张，比不上星星多，

教堂里，公园里，人不如星星多，

一群群星星啊，低头看着我，

一群群星星啊，在夜空闪烁。

天狼星，北斗星，猎户星，火星，

指引水手们航海的星，……

在天上闪烁，墙边的水桶里

装了半桶清水和星星。

大人们看到我，边喊边追我，

马上把我抱上了床；

灿烂的光啊，还在我眼前闪烁，

星星们，还在我脑子里游荡。

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14 TRAVEL

Rob ert Louis Stevenson

I should like to rise and go

Where the golden apples grow;----

Where below another sky

Parrot islands anchored lie,

And, watched by cockatoos and goats, Lonely

Crusoes building boats; ----

Where in sunshine reaching out

Eastern cities, miles about,

Are with mosque and minaret

Among sandy gardens set,

And the rich goods from near and far

Hang for sale in the bazaar;----

Where the Great Wall round China goes,

And on one side the desert blows,

And with bell and voice and drum,

Cities on the other hum; -----

Where are forests, hot as fire,

Wide as England, tall as a spire,

Full of apes and cocoa-nuts

And the negro hunters' huts; ----

Where the knotty crocodile

Lies and blinks in the Nile.

And the red flamingo flies

Hunting fish before his eyes; ----

Where in jungles, near and far,

Man-devouring tigers are,

Lying close and giving ear

Lest the hunt be drawing near,

Or a comer-by be seen

Swinging in a palanquin; ----

Where among the desert sands

Some deserted city stands,

All its children, sweep and prince,

Grown to manhood ages since,

Not a foot in street or house,

Not a stir of child or rouse,

And when kindly falls the night,

In all the town no spark of light.

There I'll come when I'm a man

With a camel caravan:,

Light a fire in the gloom

Of some dusty dining-room.;

See the pictures on the walls,

Heroes, fights and festivals;

And in a corner find the toys.

Of the old Egyptian boys.

十四 漫游

罗伯特·路易斯·斯蒂文森

我真想起身，抬腿就走。

到金色苹果园里去漫游；——

去那儿：上面是异国的蓝天，

下面是鹦鹉岛，横躺在海面，

孤独的鲁滨孙们在建造木船，

白鹦和山羊守候在旁边；——

去那儿：一座座东方的城镇，

在阳光下，向周围几十里延伸，

城里装饰着清真寺和塔尖，

寺塔的四周是沙盖的花园，

琳琅的杂货，来自四方，

招徐顾客，悬挂在市场；——

去那儿：长城环抱着中国，

在它的一边，是风沙，荒漠，

另一边，是城市，一片嘈杂，

钟声、鼓声和人声喧哗；——

去那儿：火焰般炎热的森林，

宽阔如英格兰，高耸如尖塔顶，

那儿到处是椰子果，大猿猴，

茅屋里住着黑人好猎手；——

去那儿：看鳄鱼披一身鳞甲，

躺在尼罗河里，两眼眨巴。

还有那红色的火烈鸟，它一见

水里的鱼儿，就啄到嘴边；——

去那儿：原始的林莽草莱，

吃人的老虎们在远近徘徊，

挨着身子躺，竖着耳朵听，

就怕猎人越来越挨近，

就怕有人到林子里来，

坐在轿子里，一摇又一摆；——

去那儿：在一片荒凉的沙地，

直立着一座古城的残迹，

城里所有的王子和穷娃娃

多少个世纪前就已经长大，

没有人走动在屋里，在街道，

没有孩子笑，也没耗子叫，

当着温和的夜晚来临，

全城见不到一丝光影。

我要到那儿去，只等我长大，

就带着骆驼队向那儿进发；

去那儿，在幽暗尘封的饭厅，

点燃起火炬，给周围照明；

从墙上挂着的多少幅画图，

看英雄，战斗，节日的欢愉；

我最后还发现，在一角墙隅，

古埃及儿童的一堆玩具。

屠 岸 方谷绣译

15 MY SHADOW

R obert .Louis Stevenson

I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,

And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.

He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;

And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.

The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow ----

Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;

For he sometimes shoots up taller like an india-rubber ball,

And he sometimes gets so little that there' s none of him at all.

He hasn't got a notion of how children ought to play,

And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.

He stays so close beside me, he's a coward you can see;

I' d think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!

One morning, very early, before the sun was up,

I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;

But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head,

Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.

十五 我的影子

罗伯特·路易斯·斯蒂文森

我有个小小的影子，进进出出跟着我，

我可不大知道他到底有什么用场。

他呀，从头到脚都非常非常地像我；

我跳上床去，倒看见他比我先蹦上床。

他怎样成长的呢，嗐，那才叫好玩——

全不像真正的孩子那样，慢慢地长大；

有时候他长得那么高，象皮球，一蹦窜上天，

有时候他缩得这么小，我完全看不到他。

孩子应该怎样游戏，他可是完全不知道，

他呀，只知道捉弄我，跟我开玩笑。

他老是紧紧跟着我，真像个胆小鬼，你瞧；

我像他跟牢我那样去跟牢保姆可多害臊！

一天早上，非常早，太阳还没有起身，

我起来看到露珠在金凤花儿上闪耀；

可是我那懒惰的小影子，真贪睡，还不醒，

他在我身后，在家里床上，呼呼地睡觉。

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16 THE SWING

R obert Louis Stevenson

How do you like to go up in a swing,

Up in the air so blue?

Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing

Ever a child can do !

Up in the air and over the wall,

Till I can see so wide,

Rivers and trees and cattle and all

Over the countryside -----

Till I look down on the garden green,

Down on the roof so brown ----

Up in the air I go flying again,

Up in the air and down !

十六 秋 千

罗伯特·路易斯·斯蒂文森

荡呀荡着秋千上蓝天，

上蓝天，你呀喜欢不喜欢？

我想小孩儿最爱荡秋千，

荡着秋千真好玩，真好玩！

荡过围墙边呀荡上天，

我看到天地这么宽，这么宽，

我看到河流、树木和牛羊，

我看到田野没有边，没有边……

我再往下看，绿色大花园，

棕色的屋顶在眼前，在眼前——

我重新又荡着秋千上蓝天，

我在空中上下翻，上下翻！

屠 岸 方谷绣译

17 SWING SONG

A. A. Milne①

Here I go up in my swing

Ever so high.

I am the King of the fields, and the King

Of the town.

I am the King of the earth, and the King

Of the sky.

Here I go up in my swing …

Now I go down.

十七 秋千歌

阿·亚·米尔恩

我抓住秋千往上荡，

高高地往上荡。

我就是田野的王，

城市的王，

我就是大地的王，

天空的王。

我抓住秋千往上荡……

荡完就下来到地上。

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18 INDEPENDENCE

A. A. Milne

I never did, I never did, I never did like

"Now take care, dear!"

I never did, I never did, I never did want

"Hold-my-hand";

I never did, I never did, I never did think much of

"Not up there, dear! "

It's no good saying it . They don't understand

十八 谁也管不着

阿·亚·米尔恩

我绝对，我绝对，我绝对不爱听

"当心啊，小乖乖！"

我绝对，我绝对，我绝对不要

"把我的手儿紧紧抓"；

我绝对，我绝对，我绝对不理睬

"别上那儿啊，小乖乖！"

说这话没用。他们懂个啥！

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19 FURRY BEAR

A. A. Milne

If I were bear,

And a big bear too,

I shouldn't much care

If it froze or snew;

I shouldn't much mind

If it snowed or friz----

I'd be all fur-lined

With a coat like his!

For I'd have for boots and a brown fur wrap,

And brown fur knickers and a big fur cap.

I'd have a fur muffle-ruff to cover my jaws,

And brown fur mittens on my big brown paws.

With a big brown furry-down up to my head,

I'd sleep all the winter in a big fur bed.

十九 皮毛熊

阿·亚·米尔恩

假如我是熊，

一只大狗熊，

我就甭担心

雪落冰封；

我就甭害怕

冰冻雪飘——

我会有外衣，

里外都是毛！

我会有皮靴，有围脖，棕色皮毛造，

有棕色毛皮灯笼裤，还有大皮帽。

我会有毛皮皱领子包住我下巴，

有棕色皮手套套上我棕色大手爪。

有棕色毛绒垫垫在我的头下面，

我会在毛皮大床上睡过一冬天。

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20 ARIEL'S SONG

William S hakespeare①

Where the bee sucks, there suck I:

In a cowslip's bell I lie;

There I couch when owls do cry.

On the bat's back I do fly

After summer merrily:

Merrily, merrily shall I live now

Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.

二十 爱丽儿的歌①

威廉·莎士比亚

蜜蜂采蜜的地方，我也在采：

向钟形樱草花瓣里我一头栽；

我躺在那里听猫头鹰叫起来。

我骑在蝙蝠的背上飞得快，

快活地要把夏天追回来；

在枝头垂挂的鲜花底下，

我将快活地，快活地安家。

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21 SPRING

William Blake

Sound the Flute!

Now it's mute.

Birds delight

Day and Night.

Nightingale

In the dale,

Lark in Sky

Merrily

Merrily Merrily to welcome in the Year.

Little Boy

Full of joy.

Little Girl

Sweet and small.

Cock does crow,

So do you.

Merry voice,

Infant noise,

Merrily Merrily to welcome in the Year

Little Lamb,

Here I am,

Come and lick

My white neck.

Let me pull

Your soft Wool.

Let me kiss

Your soft face

Merrily Merrily we welcome in the Year

二十一 春 天

威廉·布莱克

把笛子吹起！

现在它无声无息。

白天夜晚

鸟儿们喜欢。

有一只夜莺

在山谷深深，

天上的云雀，

满心喜悦，

欢天喜地，迎接新年到。

小小的男孩

无比欢快。

小小的女孩

玲珑可爱。

公鸡喔喔叫，

你也叫声高。

愉快的嗓音，

婴儿的闹声，

欢天喜地，迎接新年到。

小小的羊崽，

这里有我在，

走过来舔舐

我白白的脖子。

你的毛柔软，

让我牵一牵。

你的脸娇嫩，

让我吻一吻。

欢天喜地，我们迎接新年到。

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22 THE LILY

William Blake

The modest Rose puts forth a thorn;

The humble Sheep, a threatning horn.

While the Lilly white, shall in Love delight,

Nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright

二十二 百合花

威廉·布莱克

腼腆的玫瑰花有刺无情；

温顺的绵羊有角吓人。

百合花白皙，充盈着爱的欢喜，

没刺没角玷污她光辉的美丽。

方谷绣 屠 岸译

23 THE SHEPHERD

William Blake

How sweet is the Shepherd's sweet lot,

From the morn to the evening he strays

He shall follow his sheep all the day,

And his tongue shall be filled with praise.

For he hears the lambs' innocent calls

And he hears the ewes' tender reply,

He is watchful while they are in peace,

For they know when their Shepherd is nigh

二十三 牧 童

威廉·布莱克

牧童的运气多么美好，

从早到晚他四处来去：

他整天随着羊群转悠，

他满口说着赞美的话语。

他听见羊羔天真的叫唤，

他听见母羊亲切的回应，

他守护着，羊群就平安无事，

羊群知道牧童离它们很近。

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24 A BOY'S SONG

James Hogg①

Where the pools are bright and deep,

Where the grey trout lies asleep,

Up the river and over the lea,

That's the way for Billy and me.

Where the blackbird sings the latest,

Where the hawthorn blooms the sweetest,

Where the nestlings chirp and flee,

That's the way for Billy and me.

Where the mowers mow the cleanest,

Where the hay lies thick and greenest,

There to track the homeward bee,

That's the way for Billy and me.

Where the hazel bank is steepest,

Where the shadow lies the deepest,

Where the clustering nuts fall free,

That's the way for Billy and me.

Why the boys should drive away

Little sweet maidens from the play,

Or love to banter and fight so well,

That's the thing I never could tell.

But this I know, I love to play,

Through the meadow, among the hay;

Up the water and over the lea,

That's the way for Billy and me.

二十四 男孩的歌

詹姆士·霍格

哪里有深水潭，清亮的池塘，

哪里有鳟鱼睡得正香，

朝河流上游走，越过牧场，

就是我和比利要去的地方。

哪里有黑鸟把新歌唱起来，

哪里有可爱的山楂花盛开，

有雏鸟鸣叫着四散飞翔，

就是我和比利要去的地方。

哪里有收割人割庄稼最干净，

哪里有干草堆高高的一片青，

去跟踪小蜜蜂回归蜂房，

就是我和比利要去的地方。

哪里有棒树坡陡峭险峻，

哪里有阴影藏得深深，

哪里有胡桃纷纷落地上，

就是我和比利要去的地方。

为什么男孩们游戏的时候

要把可爱的小女孩都赶走，

还相互逗弄，殴打得厉害，

这事儿我永远说不明白。

可这事我明白，我喜欢游戏，

闯进干草堆，穿过芳草地：

朝河流上游走，越过牧场，

就是我和比利要去的地方。

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25 THE RAINBOW

William Wordsworth

My heart leaps up when I behold

A rainbow in the sky:

So was it when my life began;

So is it now I am a man;

So be it when I shall grow old,

Or let me die !

The Child is father of the Man;

And I could wish my days to be

Bound each to each by natural piety.

二十五 虹 彩

威廉·华兹华斯

每当我看见天上的虹彩，

我的心就欢跃激荡；

我生命开始的时候是这样，

现在成人了，我也是这样，

将来我老了，也不会更改，

否则，就让我死亡！

儿童乃是成人的父亲，①

在我的有生之年，我希望

永远怀着赤子的虔诚。

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26 THE STAR

Jane Ta ylor①

Twinkle, twinkle, little star !

How I wonder what you are,

Up above the world so high,

Like a diamond in the sky.

When the blazing sun is gone,

When he nothing shines upon,

Then you show your little light,

Twinkle, twinkle all the night

The dark blue sky you keep

And often thro' my curtains peep,

For you never shut your eye

Till the sun is in the sky.

'Tis your bright and tiny spark

Lights the traveller in the dark;

Though I know not what you are,

Twinkle, twinkle, little star !

二十六 星

琪恩·泰勒

一闪，一闪，小小的星！

你是啥呀我说不清，

远离着地球挂得高，

像颗钻石在天空照。

燃烧的太阳下了山，

他不再照耀人世间，

你就发出小小的光，

一闪，一闪，整夜地亮。

守着深蓝深蓝的天，

透过窗帘看我的脸，

你永不闭上你的眼，

直等到太阳再出现。

你小小火花闪闪亮，

照着夜行人赶路忙；

你是啥呀我说不清，

一闪，一闪，小小的星！

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27 A SPRING SONG

Mary Howitt①

See the yellow catkins cover

All the slender willows over;

And on mossy banks so green

Star-like primroses are seen;

And their clustering leaves below

White and purple violets grow.

Hark the little lambs are bleating,

And the cawing rooks are rneeting

In the elms ---- a noisy crowd;

And all birds are singing loud,

There, the first white butterfly

In the sun goes flitting by

二十七 春 歌

玛丽·霍威特

瞧，黄色的柳絮已经缀满

所有纤长的柳树枝杆；

在长满苔藓的绿色田埂

报春花涌现像无数星辰；

在报春的一簇簇叶子下面

长出了白紫两色的紫罗兰。

听，羊羔咩咩地细声叫喊，

乌鸦们群栖在榆树之颠，

不停地聒噪——喧闹的一伙；

鸟儿们全都在高声唱歌，

第一只蝴蝶一身白色

贴着太阳光一闪而过！

方谷绣 屠 岸译

28 THE BAREFOOT BOY

John Gr eenleaf Whittier①

Blessings on thee, little man,

Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan!

With thy turned-up pantaloons,

And thy merry whistled tunes;

With thy red lip, redder still

Kissed by strawberries on the hill;

With the sunshine on thy face,

Through thy torn brim's jaunty grace

From my heart I give thee joy, -----

I was once a barefoot boy !

Prince thou art, ---- the grown-up man

Only is republican.

Let the million-dollared ride

Barefoot, trudging at his side,

Thou hast more than he can buy

In the reach of ear and eye, ----

Outward sunshine, inward joy:

Blessings on thee, barefoot boy !

Oh for boyhood's painless play,

Sleep that wakes in laughing day,

Health that mocks the doctor's rules,

Knowledge never learned of schools,

Of the wild bee's morning chase,

Of the wild-flower's time and place,

Flight of fowl and habitude

Of the tenants of the wood;

How the tortoise bears his shell,

How the tortoise bears his shell,

And the ground-mole sinks his well;

How the robin feeds her young,

How the oriole's nest is hung;

Where the whitest lilies blow,

Where the freshest berries grow,

Where the ground-nut trails its vine,

Where the wood-grape's clusters shine;

Of the black wasp's cunning way,

Mason of his walls of clay,

And the architectural plans

Of gray hornet artisans!

For, eschewing books and tasks,

Nature answers all he asks;

Hand in hand with her he walks,

Face to face with her he talks,

Part and parcel of her joy,----

Blessings on the barefoot boy!

Oh for boyhood's time of June,

Crowding years in one brief moon,

When all things I heard or saw,

Me, their master, waited for.

I was rich in flowers and trees,

Humming-birds and honey-bees;

For my sport the squirrel played,

Plied the snouted mole his spade;

For my taste the blackberry cone

Purpled over hedge and stone;

Laughed the brook for my delight

Through the day and through the night,

Whispering at the garden wall,

Talked with me from fall to fall;

Mine the sand-rimmed pickerel pond,

Mine the walnut slopes beyond,

Mine, on bending orchard trees,

Apples of Hesperides!

Still as my horizon grew,

Larger grew my riches too;

All the world I saw or knew

Seemed a complex Chinese toy,

Fashioned for a barefoot boy!

Oh for festal dainties spread,

Like my bowl of milk and bread;

Pewter spoon and bowl of wood,

On the door-stone, gray and rude !

O' er me, like a regal tent,

Cloudy-ribbed, the sunset bent,

Purple-curtained, fringed with gold,

Looped in many a wind-swung fold;

While for music came the play

Of the pied frogs' orchestra;

And, to light the noisy choir,

Lit the fly his lamp of fire.

I was monarch: pomp and joy

Waited on the barefoot boy !

Cheerily, then, my little man,

Live and laugh, as boyhood can !

Though the flinty slopes be hard,

Stubble-speared the new-mown sward.,

Every morn shall lead thee through

Fresh baptisms of the dew;

Every evening from thy feet

Shall the cool wind kiss the heat:

All too soon these feet must hide

In the prison cells of pride,

Lose the freedom of the sod,

Like a colt's for work be shod,

Made to tread the mills of toil,

Up and down in ceaseless moil:

Happy if their track be found

Never on forbidden ground;

Happy if they sink not in

Quick and treacherous sands of sin.

Ah ! that thou couldst know thy joy,

Ere it passes, barefoot boy!

二十八 赤脚男孩

约翰·格林里夫·惠蒂叶

祝福你呵，小小年纪，

赤脚男孩，晒黑的面皮！

穿一条马裤，卷边的裤脚，

口哨轻吹，欢快的曲调；

嘴唇红红，尝过了山中

生长的草莓，变得更红；

透过风度潇洒的破帽沿，

阳光照上了你的孩子脸；

我衷心祝愿你满心欢快，——

我也曾一度是赤脚男孩！

你是王子，——长大的成人

只是共和政体的公民。

让百万富翁纵横驰骋！

赤脚孩，你在他身旁行进，

通过你的眼睛和耳朵

你得到的远比他买到的多，——

户外的阳光，内心的欢爱：

祝福你呵，赤脚男孩！

无忧无虑呵，游戏的童年，

一觉醒来是欢笑的白天，

身体健，谁管医生的律条，

知识多，不是从课堂里学到，

知道野蜂追逐在早上，

知道野花在哪里开放；

禽鸟怎样飞翔，森林里

各种鸟类有什么脾气；

乌龟怎样背负着甲壳，

土拨鼠怎样把洞穴挖好，

鼹鼠又怎样挖通地道；

知更鸟怎样喂养子女，

黄鹏怎样修筑巢居；

白色百合花在哪里开放，

新鲜的浆果在哪里生长，

哪里伸展着野豆的藤蔓，

哪里闪亮着野生的葡萄串；

知道黑马蜂熟练的技巧，

能用粘土来构筑蜂巢，

灰色大黄蜂是营造专家，

有着一整套建筑规划！

躲过了作业，避开了书本，

大自然回答了所有的提问；

他跟大自然手拉手行进，

他跟大自然面对面谈论，

分享大自然的欢乐情怀，——

多么幸福呵，赤脚男孩！

啊，童年时代的六月，

一年的花季这时候集结，

我听到、看到的一切都在

等着我（他们的主人）到来。

我拥有多少鲜花和树丛，

歌唱的小鸟，嗡嗡的蜜蜂；

多好玩啊，松鼠在游戏，

尖嘴的鼹鼠勤奋地挖地；

紫色的黑莓供我品尝，

窜出了石崖，越过了篱墙；

欢笑的溪水使我喜悦，

日日夜夜流淌不歇；

在花园墙边悄悄低语，

从落差到落差向我倾诉；

我有镶沙的狗鱼池塘，

我有胡桃树在那边斜坡上，

我有仙乡果园的苹果

在果树弯弯的枝上挂着！

我的眼界越来越开阔，

我的财富也越来越多；

我见到、了解的整个世界

像中国玩具组合成一台

造出来给一个赤脚男孩！

哦，节日里有美味佳肴，

像我的碗里有牛奶面包，

白镴的汤匙，木头的碗，

在门前青灰的铺石上用餐！

在我的上空，像豪华锦帐，

霞光四射，落日辉煌，

紫幕垂挂，镶着金边，

风卷云霓，百褶连环；

这时候来了阵阵乐声，

是青蛙乐队开始奏鸣；

为了照亮喧闹的歌班，

荧火虫点起了灯光闪闪。

我是君王：欢乐和气派

全都侍奉着赤脚男孩！

那么，孩子，趁着童年，

愉快地生活，常开笑颜！

虽然石头坡嶙峋难爬，

新割的草地布满尖茬，

可每个早晨会领你去经历

滴滴露水的新鲜洗礼；

每个傍晚有凉风吹拂，

从你的脚边送走炎热：

一眨眼功夫你这双赤脚

将藏进体面的鞋子监牢，

不能在草地上自由来去，

像钉上铁蹄干活的马驹，

要在磨坊里踏步劳动，

转来转去不停地做工：

但愿这一双脚丫的踪迹

不会印上禁区的土地；

但愿这双脚不会陷进

蒙人的流沙，罪恶的陷阱。

呵，要珍惜你幸福还在，

可幸福难再呵，赤脚男孩！

屠 岸译

29 THE BROOK

Alfred Te nnyson ①

I come from haunts of coot and hern,

I make a sudden sally,

And sparkle out among the fern,

To bicker down a valley.

By thirty hills I hurry down,

Or slip between the ridges,

By twenty thorps, a little town,

And half a hundred bridges.

Till last by Philip's farm I flow

To join the brimming river,

For men may come and men may go,

But I go on for ever.

I chatter over stony ways,

In little sharps and trebles,

I bubble into eddying bays,

I babble on the pebbles.

With many a curve my banks I fret

By many a field and fallow,

And many a fairy foreland set

With willow-weed and mallow.

I chatter, chatter as I flow

To join the brimming river,

For men may come and men may go,

But I go on for ever.

I wind about, and in and out,

With here a blossom sailing,

And here and there a lusty trout,

And here and there a grayling,

And here and there a foamy flake

Upon me, as I travel

With many a silvery waterbreak

Above the golden gravel,

And draw them all along, and flow

To join the brimming river,

For men may come and men may go,

But I go on for ever.

I steal by lawns and grassy plots,

I slide by hazel covers;

I move the sweet forget-me-nots

That grow for happy lovers,

I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance,

Among my skimming swallows;

I make the netted sunbeam dance

Against my sandy shallows.

I murmur under moon and stars

n brambly wildernesses;

I linger by my shingly bars;

I loiter round my cresses;

And out again I curve and flow

To join the brimming river,

For men may come and men may go,

But I go on for ever.

二十九 小 溪

阿尔弗雷德·丁尼生

我来自骨顶鸡和苍鹭的老巢，

我突然迸涌而出，

从蕨丛中来，我晶莹闪耀，

急急地冲向山谷。

我匆匆流经三十座山峰，

轻滑过山脊之间，

把二十个村庄，一座小镇，

五十座桥梁甩后边。

我终于流过菲利普农庄，

汇入浩荡的大江，

世上的人们来来往往，

我却永远奔前方。

在青石道上我潺潺流过，

一路上铮铮淙淙，

汨汨地卷入山凹的漩涡，

絮语在卵石丛中。

我七拐八弯，冲刷着堤岸，

流过闲地和农田，

我让柳兰和锦葵装点

仙境一般的岸沿。

潺潺地，潺潺地不断流淌，

我汇入浩荡的大江，

世上的人们来来往往，

我却永远奔前方。

我百转千回，进山出穴，

有时候载落花远航，

我怀里处处有鳟鱼活跃，

有茴鱼悠然来往，

我漫游前进，这里那里

激溅起飞沫似雪，

我纵身跃过金色的砂砾，

让朵朵银浪碎裂，

一路上我带着轻波细浪，

汇入浩荡的大江，

世上的人们来来往往，

我却永远奔前方。

我流过如茵的草坪悄悄，

滑过榛树荫丛；

我漂来甜蜜的勿忘我草，

送到恋人们手中。

我滑行，流漾，我朦胧，闪亮，

任燕子飞掠水面，

我教如网的阳光跳荡，

射向沙洲浅滩。

我披着月色和星光低语

在荆棘丛生的大荒；

到卵石滩前我徘徊不去；

环抱着水芹倘佯；

我再次跃进，蜿蜒流淌，

汇入浩荡的大江，

世上的人们来来往往，

我却永远奔前方。

屠 岸译

30 THE WIND

Ro bert Louis Stevenson

I saw you toss the kites on high

And blow the birds about the sky;

And all around I heard you pass,

Like ladies' skirts across the grass—

O wind, a-blowing all day long,

O wind, that sings so loud a song !

I saw the different things you did,

But always you yourself you hid.

I felt you push, I heard you call,

I could not see yourself at all—

O wind, a-blowing all day long,

O wind, that sings so loud a song !

O you that are so strong and cold,

O blower, are you young or old?

Are you a beast of field and tree,

Or just a stronger child than me ?

O wind, a-blowing all day long,

O wind, that sings so loud a song !

三十 风

罗伯特·路易斯·斯蒂文森

我见你把风筝抛向云端，

我见你把鸟儿吹向蓝天；

我到处听见你跑步的声息，

像姑娘的裙子掠过草地——

风啊，你整天不停地吹响，

风啊，你的歌声多么嘹亮！

我见你做了各样的事儿，

却老是隐藏着自己的影儿。

我感到你推动，听到你呼啸，

可你的身影我从没见到——

风啊，你整天不停地吹响，

风啊，你的歌声多么嘹亮！

你呀，多么强壮，又多么寒冷！

你这个"老吹"呀，是青年，还是老人？

你是只野兽，奔窜在林莽，

还是个顽童，比我更强壮？

风啊，你整天不停地吹响。

风啊，你的歌声多么嘹亮！

屠岸 方谷绣译

31 LOOKING-CLASS RIVER

Robert Louis Stevenson

Smooth it slides upon its travel,

Here a wimple, there a gleam— -

O the clean gravel !

O the smooth stream !

Sailing blossoms, silver fishes,

Paven pools as clear as air— -

How a child wishes

To live down there !

We can see our coloured faces

Floating on the shaken pool

Down in cool places,

Dim and very cool;

Till a wind or water wrinkle,

Dipping marten, plumping trout,

Spreads in a twinkle

And blots all out.

See the rings pursue each other;

All below grows black as night,

Just as if mother

Had blown out the light

Patience, children, just a minute

See the spreading circles die;

The stream and all in it

Will clear by-and-by

三十一 镜子河

罗伯特·路易斯·斯蒂文森

河面平滑，河水静静流，

这儿浪一闪，那儿水一皱——

啊，光洁的石头！

啊，平静的溪流！

落花挂帆漂，银鱼儿水里跳，

池塘平如镜，清水天空照——

啊，孩子这样想啊：

住在那里有多好！

我们能看见自己的红脸庞，

池面在摇晃，脸庞在动荡，

动荡在幽暗、清凉

而又安静的地方；

过来一阵风，吹皱一池水，

貂儿一身湿，鳟鱼窜浪飞，

水纹在扩散，只一会儿，

波平浪静风不吹。

瞧水圈一个把一个来追；

河底下象夜晚一般漆黑，

正像妈妈吹灭了

一支蜡烛的光辉！

孩子们，再等一分钟时光——

那扩散的水圈儿就会消亡；

溪水和水里的一切

会重新清澈明亮。

屠 岸 方合绣译

32 THE SEASONS

Hilaire Belloc ①

They whom their mothers bare through Summer heat,

Are boys of Autumn, and a fruit complete.

They whom their mothers bare through April rain,

Are new as April, and as April vain.

They whom their mothers in dark Winters bare,

Wake to a barren world, and straight despair.

But they that held through Winter to the Spring

Despair as I do, and, as I do, sing.

三十二 四 季

希雷亚·贝洛克

母亲们在盛夏酷暑中诞生的孩子

是秋的宁馨儿，十全十美的果实。

母亲们在四月雨季中诞生的小宝宝

像四月般新鲜，也像四月般爱炫耀。

母亲们在阴暗的冬天诞生的儿郎

苏醒在荒芜的世界里，面对绝望。

但他们只要从严冬坚持到阳春，

就像我一样，会绝望，又会歌吟。

屠 岸译

33 THE EARLY MORNING

Hilaire Belloc

The moon on the one hand, the dawn on the other:

The moon is my sister, the dawn is my brother.

The moon on my left and the dawn on my right.

My brother, good morning ! my sister, good night!

三十三 清 晨

希雷亚·贝洛克

月亮在一边，黎明在另一侧：

月亮是我妹妹，黎明是我哥哥。

月亮在我左侧，黎明在我右边，

哥哥呵，早上好！妹妹呵，晚安！

方谷绣 屠 岸译

34 THE SCARECROW

Walter de la Mare①

All winter through I bow my head

Beneath the driving rain;

The North wind powders me with snow

And blows me black again;

At midnight under a maze of stars

I flame with glittering rime,

And stand, above the stubble, stiff

As mail at morning-prime.

But when that child, called Spring, and all

His host of children, come,

Scattering their buds and dew upon

These acres of my home,

Some rapture in my rags awakes;

I lift void eyes and scan

The skies for crows, those ravening foes

Of my strange master, Man.

I watch him striding lank behind

His clashing team, and know

Soon will the wheat swish body high

Where once lay sterile snow;

Soon shall I gaze across a sea

Of sun-begotten grain,

Which my unflinching watch hath sealed

For harvest once again

三十四 稻 草 人

华尔特·德·拉·梅尔

整个冬天我把头低着，

在瓢泼大雨下捱淋；

北风洒了我一身白雪，

又把我吹成原形；

夜半一片迷人的星光下，

我披着严霜闪熠，

我站在麦茬地里，像一副

铠甲，迎来了晨曦。

等到那名叫春天的孩子

带一群儿童到来，

把蓓蕾和露珠向着我家

这一方田地撒开，

我一身破衣里就升起狂喜；

我抬起无珠的眼审视

天上的乌鸦：我那怪主人——

人类——的贪婪仇敌。

我看见主人赶着牛拉犁，

大步走过，我知道

在曾经积雪的田地里，

麦子很快会窜得一人高；

我的视线很快会越过

阳光培育的麦海，

我的勇敢的守护保证了

又一次丰收到来。

屠 岸译

35 WIND ON THE HILL

A. A. Milne

No ore can tell me,

Nobody knows,

Where; the wind comes from,

Wherc the wind goes.

It's flying from somewhere

As fast as it can,

I couldn't keep up with it ,

Not if I ran.

But if I stopped holding

The string of my kite,

It would blow with the wind

For a day and a night.

And then when I found it,

Wherever it blew,

I should know that the wind

Had been. going there too.

So then I could tell them

where the wind goes …

But where the wind comes from

.Nobody knows.

三十五 山上的风

阿·亚·米尔恩

没人告诉我，

也没人知道：

风从哪儿来，

风往哪儿跑。

风从一个地方来，

飞得快，飞得急，

我跟不上风的步子，

跑也来不及。

可要是我站着抓住

风筝的一根线，

风筝就随风飘去，

飘一天，飘一晚。

无论风筝飘哪儿，

只要我找得见，

我知道风准定

也到了那边。

我就能告诉人们

风往哪儿跑……

可风从哪儿来，

谁也不知道。

屠 岸译

36 THE MIRROR

A. A. Milne

Between the woods the afternoon

Is fallen in a golden swoon,

The sun looks down from quiet skies

To where a quiet water lies,

And silent trees stoop down to trees.

And there I saw a white swan make

Another white swan in the lake;

And, breast to breast, both motionless,

They waited for the wind's caress

And all the water was at ease.

三十六 镜 子

阿·亚·米尔恩

午后的时光落到林间，

带来一团金色的晕眩，

太阳从静静的天空俯瞰

下面静静的湖水一片，

沉默的树向树鞠躬。

我看见一只白天鹅在湖上

引出另一只结伴成双；

胸膛挨胸膛，不动也不语，

他俩等待着风的爱抚……

这片水多自在轻松！

屠 岸译

37 DAFFODOWNDILLY

A. A. Milne

She wore her yellow sun-bonnet,

She wore her greenest gown;

She turned to the south wind

And curtsied up and down.

She turned to the sunlight

And shook her yellow head,

And whispered to her neighbour:

"Winter is dead."

三十七 黄水仙花

阿·亚·米尔恩

她戴上金黄的太阳帽，

她穿上碧绿的长外衣；

她转身向南风，

一颠一颠地行着屈膝礼。

她转脸向阳光，

摇着她金黄的头颅，

低声对她的邻居说：

"冬天已经死去。"

方谷绣 屠 岸译

38 SPRING MORNING

A. A. Milne

Where am I going ? I don't quite know.

Down to the stream where the king-cups grow —

Up on the hill where the pine-trees blow —

Anywhere, anywhere. I don't know.

Where am I going ? The clouds sail by,

Little ones, baby ones, over the sky.

Where am I going ? The shadows pass,

Little ones, baby ones, over the grass.

If you were a cloud, and sailed up there,

You'd sail on water as blue as air,

And you'd see me here in the fields and say:

"Doesn't the sky look green today?"

Where am I going? The high rooks call:

"It's awful fun to be born at all. "

Where am I going? The ring-doves coo:

"We do have beautiful things to do. "

If you were a bird, and lived on high,

You'd lean on the wind when the wind came by,

You'd say to the wind when it took you away:

"That's where I wanted to go today !"

Where am I going? I don't quite know.

What does it matter where people go ?

Down to the wood where the blue-bells grow —

Anywhere, anywhere. I don't know.

三十八 春天的早晨

阿·亚·米尔恩

去到啥地方？我可说不上。

去那小溪旁，驴蹄草儿长——

去那山岗上，满山松涛响——

啥地方，都一样。我可没主张。

我去啥地方？云彩挂帆过，

小云彩，云宝宝，天上飘几朵。

我去啥地方？影子穿梭来，

小影子，影宝宝，草地上一排排。

假如你是片云彩，扬帆向那边，

你就航行在水上，水似天空蓝，

你会瞧见我站在这儿野地里说：

"今天的天空看来是不是绿颜色？"

我去啥地方？高个乌鸦大声叫：

"活在世上真正有趣得不得了。"

我去啥地方？斑尾林鸽咕咕叫：

"我们要干的美妙事情真不少。"

假如你是只小鸟，栖在高枝上，

你就靠着吹来的风儿去飞翔，

风儿带你走，你会对着风儿讲：

"那就是今儿我想去的好地方。"

去到啥地方？我可说不上。

人们去哪儿不都一个样？

去林中，风铃草儿满地长——

啥地方，都一样。我可没主张。

屠 笛译

39 THE DOG ANDTHE WATER-LILY

William Cowper ①

The noon was shady, and soft airs

Swept Ouse's silent tide,

When, 'scaped from literary cares,

I wander'd on his side.

My spaniel, prettiest of his race,

And high in pedigree,—

(Two nymphs adorn'd with every grace

That spaniel found for me,)

Now wanton'd lost in flags and reeds,

Now, starting into sight,

Pursucd the swallow o'er the meads.

With scarcc a slower flight.

It was the time when Ouse display'd

His lilies newly blown;

Their beauties I intent survey'd,

And one I wish'd my own.

With cane extended far I sought

To steer it close to land;

But still the prize, though nearly caught,

Escaped my eager hand.

Beau mark'd my unsuccessful pains

With fix'd considerate face,

And puzzling set his puppy brains

To comprehend the case.

But with a cherup clear and strong

Dispersing all his dream,

I thence withdrew, and follow'd long

The windings of the stream.

My ramble ended, I return'd;

Beau, trotting far before,

The floating wreath again discern'd,

And plunging left the shore.

I saw him with that lily cropp'd

Impatient swim to meet

My quick approach, and soon he dropp'd

The treasure at my feet.

Charm'd with the sight, ‘The world’, I cried

'Shall hear of this thy deed;

'My dog shall mortify the pride

'Of man's superior breed;

'But chief myself I will enjoin,

'Awake at duty's call,

'To show a love as prompt as thine

‘To Him who gives me all.’

三十九 狗和睡莲

威廉·考伯

中午，树荫浓，微风和煦，

拂过静静的河浪，

我抛开读书写作的思虑，

沿着乌斯河徜徉。

我的长毛狗，犬类菁英，

血统纯净门第高——

（是两位仪态万方的美人

为我把它搜罗到，）

嬉闹着隐没在旗帜和芦苇里，

一会儿又突现在眼前，

他越过草地去追逐燕子，

奔跑得飞快如箭。

季节到了：乌斯河水面上

出现了新开的睡莲；

花儿的妍丽我专心观赏，

想采到一朵在手边。

我用藤杖远远地拨来

一朵，快靠近岸沿；

战利品即将到手，可是唉！

又从我手边漂远。

乖儿狗注意我失败的苦恼，

一脸专注的思索，

他心存疑团，小狗的头脑

想弄清事态的经过。

用清脆有力的一声啧啧，

我驱散他的思想，

然后我走开，长时间沿着

弯曲的河水徜徉。

我停止漫步，转身回返，

乖儿狗跑在前头；

看准了漂浮的一团睡莲，

他纵身跳进水流。

我见他衔着那朵嫩蕊，

急匆匆游过来迎上

我的快步，他立即把宝贝

在我的脚前安放。

我一见便呆了，"世界，"我惊叫，

"该知道这桩事件；

我的狗使优秀人类的骄傲

受到了一次挑战！

"可是我更要提醒自己

履行应尽的本分，

学你的果断，向造我的上帝

献出我一片爱心。"

屠 岸译

40 THE LAMB

William Blake

Little Lamb, who made thee?

Dost thou know who made thee?

Gave thee life, and bid thee feed,

By the stream, and o'er the mead;

Gave thee clothing of delight,

Softest clothing, wooly, bright;

Gave thee such a tender voice,

Making all the vales rejoice?

Little Lamb, who made thee?

Dost thou know who made thee?

Little Lamb, I'll tell thee,

Little Lamb, I'll tell thee:

He is called by thy name,

For he calls himself a Lamb;

He is meek and he is mild,

He became a little child.

I a child, and thou a lamb,

We are called by his name.

Little Lamb, God bless thee,

Little Lamb, God bless thee.

四十 羔 羊

威廉·布莱克

小羔羊，谁造你的？

你可知道谁造你的？

谁给你生命，谁把你喂养——

在溪水边，在草地上；

还给你好看的衣裳，

最最细腻的，柔软又光亮，

还给你这么柔和的嗓音，

叫所有的山谷都喜欢听？

小羔羊，谁造你的？

你可知道谁造你的？

小羔羊，我告诉你吧，

小羔羊，我告诉你吧：

他的名字跟你的一样，

因为他称自己叫羔羊；

他是既温良又和蔼，

他成了一个小孩。

我是小孩，你是羔羊，

我们的名字跟他的一样。

小羔羊，上帝保佑你啊，

小羔羊，上帝保佑你啊。

屠 岸译

41 ANSWER TO ACHILD'S QUESTION

Samuel Taylor Coleridge①

Do you know what the birds say? The Sparrow,the Dove,

The Linnet and Thrush say, "I love and I love! "

In the winter they're silent — the wind is so strong;

What it says, I don't know, but it sings a loud song.

But green leaves, and blossoms, and sunny warm weather,

And singing, and loving — all come back together.

But the Lark is so brimful of gladness and love,

The green fields below him, the blue sky above,

That he sings, and he sings, and for ever sings he —

"I love my Love and my Love loves me!"

四十一 回答一个孩子的问话

塞缪尔·台勒·柯尔律治

你可知道鸟儿在说什么？麻雀，白鸽，

红雀和鸫鸟在说，"我爱，我爱！"

冬天，他们沉默了——风刮得厉害；

风说啥，我不知道，可风在高歌。

绿叶，鲜花，睛朗暖和的天气，

歌唱，爱情——一切都重回大地。

而云雀呵，洋溢着爱，充满了喜欢，

他下面是绿野，上面是蓝天，

于是他唱啊，唱啊，他永远唱不败——

"我爱我的爱，哎，我的爱把我爱！"

屠 岸译

42 THE CHILD AND THE SNAKE

Mary Lamb ①

Henry was every morning fed

With a full mess of milk and bread.

One day the boy his breakfast took,

And ate it by a purling brook.

His mother lets him have his way.

With free leave Henry every day

Thither repairs, until she heard

Him talking of a fine gray bird.

This pretty bird, he said, indeed,

Came every day with him to feed;

And it loved him and loved his milk,

And it was smooth and soft like silk.

—On the next morn she follows Harry,

And carefully she sees him carry

Through the long grass his heap'd - up mess.

What was her terror and distress

When she saw the infant take

His bread and milk close to a snake!

Upon the grass he spreads his feast,

And sits down by his frightful guest,

Who had waited for the treat;

And now they both began to eat.

Fond mother! shriek not, O beware

The least small noise, O have a care —

The least small noise that may be made

The wily snake will be afraid—

If he hear the slightest sound,

He will inflict th'envenoan'd wound.

—She speaks not , moves not , scarce does breathe,

As she stands the trees beneath.

No sound she utters; and she soon

Sees the child lift up his spoon,

And tap the snake upon the head,

Fearless of harm; and then he said,

As speaking to familiar mate,

"Keep on your own side, do, Gray Pate;"

The snake then to the other side,

As one rebuked, seems to glide;

And now again advancing nigh,

Again she hears the infant cry,

Tapping the snake, "Keep further, do;

Mind , Gray Pate, what I say to you."

The danger's o'er! she sees the boy

(O what a change from fear to joy!)

Rise and bid the snake "Good-bye";

Says he, "Our breakfast's done, and I

Will come again to-morrow day";

—Then , lightly tripping, ran away.

四十二 小孩和蛇

玛丽·兰姆

每天早上，母亲用面包

和牛奶把亨利喂得饱饱。

一天，这孩子拿着早餐

吃着，在潺潺的溪水旁边。

母亲允许他随便行走。

亨利就每天获得自由

走远。一天他母亲听到

他说起一只美丽的灰鸟。

他说，这只鸟儿真漂亮，

每天来跟他把早餐共享；

鸟儿爱他，也爱他的牛奶，

鸟身像丝绸，柔滑可爱。

——第二天早上她紧跟着亨利，

细心地注视着孩子端起

丰盛的早餐穿行过草地。

啊，她多么恐惧，焦急——

她突然瞧见这孩子拿着

面包和牛奶走近一条蛇！

他在草地上把宴席摆开，

挨着这可怕的客人坐下来；

那家伙正等着主人请客；

他们俩就开始一同吃喝。

深情的母亲！别喊叫，当心啊，

别发出一丁点声音，留神啊——

只要发出一丁点响声，

狡猾的蛇就会受惊——

假如他听到轻微的声响，

毒牙就会把孩子咬伤。

——不出声，不动，屏息凝神，

她只是在树荫底下站定。

她一声不响；很快看到

孩子举起了一把小勺，

朝蛇的头上轻轻叩打，

一点不害怕；接着又说话，

像是对亲密的伙伴言谈，

"灰头，回到你自己的一边；"

那蛇仿佛受到了责难，

看样子像要爬回另一边；

可是一会儿蛇又挨近，

母亲又听见孩子的叫声，

他拍拍蛇头，"走远点，去；

灰头，我的话你要记住。"

危险过去了！她看见孩子

（转危为安，谢天谢地！）

站起身来对蛇说"再见"；

说，"咱俩用过了早餐，

明儿个早上我会再来"；

——然后，他连蹦带跳地跑开。

方谷绣 屠 岸译

43 THE PARROTA True Story

Th omas Campbell①

The deep affections of the breast

That Heaven to living things imparts,

Are not exclusively possess'd

By human hearts.

A Parrot, from the Spanish main,

Full young and early caged came o'er,

With bright wings, to the bleak domain

Of Mulla's shore.

To spicy groves where he had won

His plumage of resplendent hue,

His native fruits, and skies, and sun,

He bade adieu.

For these he changed the smoke of turf,

A heathery land and misty sky,

And turn'd on rocks and raging surf

His golden eye.

But petted in our climate cold,

He lived and chatter'd many a day:

Until with age, from green and gold

His wings grew gray.

At last when blind, and seeming dumb,

He scolded, laugh'd, and spoke no more,

A Spanish stranger chanced to come

To Mulla's shore;

He hail'd the bird in Spanish speech,

The bird in Spanish speech replied;

Flapp'd round the cage with joyous screech,

Dropt down, and died.

四十三 鹦鹉

真实的故事

托玛斯·坎贝尔

胸膛里蕴藏的无限深情，

原是上天对生命的赐予，

这却并不是人类的心灵

独有的天赋。

一只鹦鹉，年轻，翅膀亮，

在笼中，从西班牙所豁的大陆①

飘洋来到这马耳岛岸上——②

凄凉的国土。

向芳香树丛（从这儿他获得

一身羽毛，色彩绚烂），

向青天，阳光，故乡的水果，

他说声再见。

换来的是泥炭烧出的浓烟，③

石南满地长，天空雾茫茫，

他金色的眼睛转向巉岩

和咆哮的海浪。

仍受到宠爱，在寒冷地带，

他活着，长时间喋喋不休：

到老迈，翅膀变灰白，不再

金灿灿，绿油油。

最后眼瞎了，像成了哑巴，

他骂人，傻笑，不再言语；

一个西班牙人偶然到

达这马耳岛屿；

他用西班牙语来招呼鹦鹉，

鹦鹉也用西班牙语答复；

绕笼子振翅，喜极而尖呼，

跌下来，死去。

屠 岸译

44 FLOWER IN THE CRANNIED WALL

Alf red Tennyson

Flower in the crannied wall,

I pluck you out of the crannies: —

Hold you here, root and all, in my hand,

Little flower—but if I could understand

What you are, root and all, and all in all,

I should know what God and man is.

四十四 墙缝里的花

阿尔弗雷德·丁尼生

墙上裂缝里长的小花呀，

我从墙缝里把你摘下：——

连根带叶拿在我手中，

小花呀——要是我能够弄懂

你的一切，从头到根，

我就懂得了上帝和人。

屠 岸译

45 TO FLUSH, MY DOG

Elizabeth Barrett Browning ①

Loving friend, the gift of one,

Who, her own true faith, hath run.

Through thy lower nature;

Be my benediction said

With my hand upon thy head,

Gentle fellow-creature!

Like a lady's ringlets brown,

Flow thy silken ears adown

Either side demurely,

Of thy silver-suited breast

Shining out from all the rest

Of thy body purely.

Darkly brown thy body is,

Till the sunshine, striking this,

Alchemise its dulness,—

When the sleek curls manifold

Flash all over into gold,

With a burnished fulness.

Underneath my stroking hand,

Startled eyes of hazel bland

Kindling, growing larger,—

Up thou leapest with a spring,

Full of prank and curvetting,

Leaping like a charger.

Leap! thy broad tail waves a light;

Leap! thy slender feet are bright,

Canopied in fringes.

Leap — those tasselled ears of thine

Flicker strangely, fair and fine,

Down their golden inches.

Yet, my pretty sportive friend,

Little is't to such an end

That I praise thy rareness!

Other dogs may be thy peers

Haply in these drooping ears,

And this glossy fairness.

But of thee it shall be said,

This dog watched beside a bed

Day and night unweary,—

Watched within a curtained room,

Where no sunbeam brake the gloom

Round the sick and dreary.

Roses, gathered for a vase,

In that chamber died apace,

Beam and breeze resigning—

This dog only, waited on,

Knowing that when light is gone,

Love remains for shining.

Other dogs in thymy dew

Tracked the hares and followed through

Sunny moor or meadow—

This dog only, crept and crept

Next a languid cheek that slept,

Sharing in the shadow.

Other dogs of loyal cheer

Bounded at the whistle clear,

Up the woodside hieing—

This dog only, watched in reach

Of a faintly uttered speech,

Or a louder sighing.

And if one or two quick tears

Dropped upon his glossy ears,

Or a sigh came double,—

Up he sprang in eager haste,

Fawning, fondling, breathing fast,

In a tender trouble.

And this dog was satisfied,

If a pale thin hand would glide

Down his dewlaps sloping,—

Which he pushed his nose within,

After, — platforming his chin

On the palm left open.

This dog, if a friendly voice

Call him now to blyther choice

Than such chamber-keeping,

"Come out!" praying from the door,—

Presseth backward as before,

Up against me leaping.

Therefore to this dog will I,

Tenderly not scornfully,

Render praise and favour!

With my hand upon his head,

Is my benediction said

Therefore, and for ever.

And because he loves me so,

Better than his kind will do

Often, man or woman,—

Give I back more love again

Than dogs often take of men,—

Leaning from my Human.

Blessings on thee, dog of mine,

Pretty collars make thee fine,

Sugared milk make fat thee!

Pleasures wag on in thy tail—

Hands of gentle motion fail

Nevermore, to pat thee!

Downy pillow take thy head,

Silken coverlid bestead,

Sunshine help thy sleeping!

No fly's buzzing wake thee up—

No man break thy purple cup,

Set for drinking deep in.

Whiskered cats arointed flee—

Sturdy stoppers keep from thee

Cologne distillations;

Nuts lie in thy path for stones,

And thy feast-day macaroons

Turn to daily rations!

Mock I thee, in wishimg weal?—

Tears are in my eyes to feel

Thou art made so straightly,

Blessing needs must straighten too,—

Little canst thou joy or do,

Thou who lovest greatly.

Yet be blessed to the height

Of all good and all delight

Pervious to thy nature,—

Only loved beyond that line,

With a love that answers thine,

Loving fellow-creature!

四十五 给弗拉希，我的狗

伊丽莎白·巴瑞特·布朗宁

爱友呵，你是她的礼品，

通过你那卑微的天性，

流着她真诚的情谊，①

但愿能说出我的祝福，

我把手放上你的头颅，

你这温柔的小东西！

像一位女士的棕色鬈发，

你那丝质的耳朵垂挂，

乖乖地贴在两边，

你的胸脯穿着银衣裳，

你全身各部也都闪闪亮，

纯正的毛儿无瑕玷。

你身上的毛儿本是深褐色，

可一旦阳光向你来照射，

暗褐就变成金黄，

柔滑的鬈毛一绺又一绺，

全身都闪射黄金的光流，

擦过的光泽亮堂堂。

在我的手掌轻轻的抚摩下，

温柔的褐色眼睛被惊吓，

发亮而越睁越大，——

充满着活力，你高高跃起，

欢蹦乱跳，还要耍淘气，

活像冲锋的战马。

跳啊！大尾巴划过一道光；

跳啊！细长的脚丫闪闪亮，

让缘缨如伞般盖住。

跳啊——你挂着流苏的两耳

奇异地扑动，漂亮又精致，

沿寸寸金色纹路。

但是，我可爱顽皮的小捣蛋，

你的气度真够不平凡，

我的赞扬可没完！

别的狗或许跟你能般配，

它们的耳朵也都往下垂，

它们也都光灿灿。

可是对于你，我要讲更多，

在床边，这只狗久久守卫着，

日日夜夜不疲倦，——

守卫在拉上窗帘的房间内，

当阳光还没有冲破那包围

凄苦病人的黑暗。

瓶中采来的一朵朵玫瑰，

在这房间里很快就枯萎，

阳光和轻风来不了；——

只有这只狗，始终陪伴，

它懂得尽管阳光变暗，

爱还会继续闪耀。

别的狗踏着百里香朝露，

追赶着野兔，飞跑奔逐

在阳光明媚的草原；——

只有这只狗，匍匐又匍匐，

在我倦睡的面颊旁蹲伏，

跟我同享着幽暗。

别的狗带着忠诚的欢叫，

听到清脆的笛声唿哨，

赶紧奔向树林边；——

只有这只狗，紧守在身旁，

听有气无力的话语轻讲，

或一阵大声的哀叹。

假如有一两滴泪水灼热，

坠落到他那柔滑的耳朵，

或连续发出叹息声；——

他就急急忙忙跳上来，

喘着气摇尾巴表示亲爱，

费着劲儿献殷勤。

这只狗感到满足，假如

一只苍白瘦手的爱抚

滑向他下垂的颈项，——

他把鼻子伸向脖子下，

后来，又挤平他的下巴

在摊开手心的掌上。

假如有一个友好的声音

叫他去选择更多的欢欣，

别守着屋子不动窝，

"出来吧！"门口的声音在恳求，——

他还像从前，赶紧回头，

跳上身来倚着我。

就因为这样，我对这只狗

从不轻视，只有温柔，

给以宠爱和赞扬！

所以我说出我的祝福，

我把手放上他的头颅，

永远也不会变样。

因为他爱我以这样的诚意，

远胜过他的同类们对于

男女主人的忠顺，——

我就回报他更多的挚爱，

别的狗难以向人讨得来，——

这样做凭我的"人性"。

我的小狗，让我祝福你，

精巧的项圈使你更美丽，

甜牛奶使你圆滚滚！

尾巴上摇摆着多少欢快，——

双手的轻抚你永不躲开，

拍着你这小胖墩！

软枕头贴着你的脑袋，

丝绒的床单在身下铺开，

阳光照得你好睡觉！

苍蝇嗡嗡叫，你却更酣睡，——

没有人打碎你的紫色杯，

让你从杯里喝个饱。

长胡子猫咪被逐远远逃，——

坚实的瓶塞子塞得牢又牢，

科隆香水你沾不上；

坚果躺在小路上当石子儿，

节日宴会上才有的杏仁饼儿

成了你每天的食粮！

我笑话你，是祝你运道好？——

泪水充盈在眼眶里，我感到

你处处受到限制，

给你的祝福实在也有限，——

你很少欢乐，也许有一点，

你爱得伟大之至！

然而我还是祝福你能够

在你的天性里永远渗透

绝顶的善良和欣喜；——

只愿你得到越界的爱心，

有爱心回报你一片真情，

你这可爱的小东西！

屠 岸 章 燕译

46 SEEDS

W alter de la Mare

The seeds I sowed—

For weeks unseen—

Have pushed up pygmy

Shoots of green;

So frail you'd think

The tiniest stone

Would never let

A glimpse be shown.

But no; a pebble

Near them lies,

At least a cherry-stone

In size,

Which that meresprout

Has heaved away,

To bask in sunshine,

See the Day.

四十六 种 子

华尔特·德·拉·梅尔

我播下的种子——

几个星期不见——

已经爆出绿芽，

小得只一点点；

它们那么脆弱，

你们一定会想，

连小石子也能

阻止它们生长。

不对；有块石子

就在它们边上，

它的大小至少

跟个樱桃相像，

可是那棵幼芽

把这石子推开，

冒出来晒太阳，

看看外面世界。

任溶溶译

47 THE FLY

Walter de la Mare

How large unto the tiny fly

Must little things appear! —

A rosebud like a feather bed,

Its prickle like a spear;

A dewdrop like a looking-glass,

A hair like golden wire;

The smallest grain of mustard-seed

As fierce as coals of fire;

A loaf of bread, a lofty hill;

A wasp , a cruel leopard;

And specks of salt as bright to see

As lambkins to a shepherd.

四十七 苍蝇

华尔特·德·拉·梅尔

华尔特·德·拉·梅尔

对小苍蝇来说，没错，

小东西大得不得了！——

玫瑰花苞像张大床，

它的一根刺像支矛；

一滴露像面穿衣镜，

一根头发像根金线；

小小一颗芥菜种子，

像燃烧的煤块一般；

一块面包像座高山；

一只黄蜂像头凶豹；

看见几粒闪光的盐，

像牧人见一群羊羔。

任溶溶译

48 BRONWEN OF THE FLOWERS

Eleanor Farjeon①

Bronwen gathered wild-flowers

Up-and-down the lane;

Her gathering touch upon them.

Sweeter was than rain.

Now a blossom overblown,

Now a bud begun—

Her eye that lightened on them

Was quicker than the sun.

One by one she named them,

Oh, she did express

In her pretty namings

All their prettiness:

Some were fit for virgins,

Some for merry dames,

And the love with which she named them

Was lovelier than their names.

四十八 花丛里的布蓉温

埃莉诺·法杰恩

布蓉温采集野花，

从小径这边到那边；

她的手触到花朵，

花感到比雨水还甜。

一朵花开过了盛期，

一朵花正待绽开——

她射到花上的目光

闪得比阳光还快。

她逐个给花儿取名，

哦，用美名一串

她充分显示出那些

花儿的美丽娇妍：

有的名恰好给处女，

有的名给快活的太太，

她给花命名时的爱心

比花名更加可爱。

方谷绣 屠 岸译

49 WATER-LILIES

A.A.Milne

Where the water-lilies go

To and fro,

Rocking in the ripples of the water,

Lazy on a leaf lies the Lake King's daughter,

And the fait winds shake her.

Who will come and take her?

I will! I will!

Keep still! Keep still!

Sleeping on a leaf lies the Lake King's daughter ...

Then the wind comes skipping

To the lilies on the water;

And the kind winds wake her.

Now who will take her?

With a laugh she is slipping

Through the lilies on the water.

Wait! Wait!

Too late, too late!

Only the water-lilies go

To and fro,

Dipping, dipping,

To the ripples of the water.

四十九 睡 莲

阿·亚·米尔恩

一朵朵睡莲在水上

来去漂荡，

随着细浪轻漾，

湖王的女儿懒洋洋地躺在莲叶上，①

微风把她摇晃。

谁要来把她带走？

我要！我要！

别吵！别吵！

湖王的女儿正在莲叶上睡觉……

风来了，蹦蹦跳跳，

跨过水上的睡莲一朵朵；

温和的风把她唤醒，

谁来把她带走？

她一笑就溜，

穿过水上的睡莲一朵朵。

等一等！等一等！

来不及喽！来不及喽！

只有睡莲一朵朵

在水上来去漂荡，

沉浸，沉浸，

浸入水上的细浪。

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50 IN THE FASHION

A.A.Milne

A lion has a tail and a very fine tail,

And so has an elephant, and so has a whale,

And so has a crocodile, and so has a quail—

They've all got tails but me.

If I had sixpence I would buy one;

I'd say to the shopman, "Let me try one";

I'd say to the elephant, "This is my one."

They'd all come round to see.

Then I 'd say to the lion, "Why, you've got a tail!

And so has the elephant, and so has the whale!

And , look! There's a crocodile! He's got a tail!

You've all got tails like me!"

五十 赶 时 髦

阿·亚·米尔恩

狮子有尾巴，非常漂亮，

鲸鱼也有，再加大象，

鳄鱼也有，鹌鹑也一样，

除了我，他们都有尾巴。

要是我有六便士，我要买一条；

我跟店员说，"给我来一条；"

我跟大象说，"看我的尾巴翘。"

他们都围过来看我的尾巴。

我对狮子说，"你有尾巴呀，真棒！

鲸鱼也有啊，还有大象！

瞧！那是鳄鱼！他也一个样！

你们都像我呀，有尾巴！"

方谷绣 屠 岸译

51 BEEHIVE

Jean Too mer ①

Within this black hive to-night

There swarm a million bees;

Bees passing in and out the moon,

Bees .escaping out the moon,

Bees returning through the moon,

Silver bees intently buzzing,

Silver honey dripping from the swarm of bees;

Earth is a waxen cell of the world comb,

And I, a drone,

Lying on my back,

Lipping honey,

Getting drunk with silver honey,

Wish that I might fly out past the moon

And curl forever in some far-off farmyard flower.

五十一 蜂 箱

吉恩·吐默

今晚在黑色的蜂箱内

集结着无数蜜蜂；

蜜蜂在月亮里外进进出出，

蜜蜂逃出了月亮，

蜜蜂穿过月亮回来，

银色的蜜蜂闹哄哄地嗡嗡叫，

银色的蜂蜜从成群的蜜蜂身上滴下；

大地是地球蜂房的蜡制巢室，

而我，一只雄蜂，

仰天躺着，

吮着蜂蜜，

喝着银色的蜂蜜醉了，

我愿穿过月亮冲出去

永远绕着远方农庄的花朵飞翔。

方谷绣 屠 岸译

52 MY OWN TRUF FAMILY

Ted Hughes①

Once I crept in an oakwood — I was looking for a stag.

I met an old woman there — all knobbly stick and rag.

She said: "I have your secret here inside; my litte btag."

Then she began to cackle and I began to quake.

She opened up her little bag and I came twice awake —

Surrounded by a staring tribe and me tied to a stake.

They said: "We are the oak-trees and your own true family.

We are chopped down, we are torn up, you do not blink an eye.

Unless you make a promise now — now you are going to die.

Whenever you see an oak-tree felled, swear now you will plant two.

Unless you swear the black oak bark will wrinkle over you And root you among the oaks where you were born but never grew."

This was my dream beneath the boughs, the dream that altered me.

When I came out of the oakwood, back to human company,

My walk was the walk of a human child, but my heart was a tree.

五十二 我自己的真正的家族

泰德·休斯

有一次我悄悄进入橡树林——我寻找一头鹿。

我遇见个老太婆——一身疙瘩的枯柴棒加破布。

她说："你的秘密在我的小口袋里，我全有数。"

于是，她开始咯咯笑，我开始发抖。

她打开她的小口袋，我一而再地意识到——

一群人在围着我看，我在木桩上被捆牢。

他们说："我们是橡树，是你真正的家族成员。

我们被砍倒，被撕裂，你连眼睛也不一。

你现在就将死去，除非你答应一个条件。

每见到一株橡树被砍倒，你得发誓栽两株。

你若不发誓，黑色起皱的橡树皮会把你裹住，

让你植根在橡林中，你出生在这儿却永远不发育。"

这是我在树枝下做的梦，这梦改变了我。

我走出橡树林，回到人间伙伴的居处，

我走路像人类的孩子，我的心却成了一株树。

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53 A SEA DIRGE

William Shakespeare

Full fathom five thy father lies;

Of his bones are coral made:

Those are pearls that were his eyes:

Nothing of him that doth fade,

But doth suffer a sea-change

Into something rich and strange.

Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell:

ding-dong.

Hark! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell.

五十三 海 悼

威廉·莎士比亚

五浔深处躺着你父亲；

珊瑚是他的骨头化成：

这些珍珠，是他的眼睛：

他的躯体全没有消泯，

不过承受了大海的变幻，

变得这样地奇丽，灿烂。

海仙女时刻为他报丧：

丁当。

听！我听见了——钟儿丁当响。

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54 INFANT JOY

William Blake

"I have no name;

I am but two days old."

What shall I call thee?

"I happy am,

Joy is my name."

Sweet joy befall thee!

Pretty joy!

Sweet joy, but two days old.

Sweet joy I call thee;

Thou dost smile,

I sing the while;

Sweet joy befall thee!

五十四 婴儿欢喜

威廉·布莱克

"我没有名字；

生下来只两天。"

我叫你什么呢？

"我很快乐，

我的名字叫‘欢喜’。"

愿你有甜蜜的欢喜！

可爱的欢喜！

甜蜜的欢喜，才两天。

我叫你甜蜜的欢喜；

你确是笑了，

我始终唱着；

愿你有甜蜜的欢喜！

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55 THE LITTLE BLACK BOY

William Blake

My mother bore me in the southern wild,

And I am black, but O! my soul is white;

White as an angel is the English child:

But I am black as if bereav'd of light.

My mother taught me underneath a tree,

And sitting down before the heat of day,

She took me on her lap and kissed me,

And pointing to the east began to say:

Look on the rising sun: there God does live

And gives his light, and gives his heat away.

And flowers and trees and beasts and men receive

Comfort in morning, joy in the noon day.

And we are put on earth a little space,

That we may learn to bear the beams of love,

And these black bodies and this sun-burnt face

Is but a cloud, and like a shady grove.

For when our souls have learn'd the heat to bear,

The cloud will vanish, we shall hear his voice,

Saying: come out from the grove, my love and care,

And round my golden tent like lambs rejoice.

Thus did my mother say and kissed me,

And thus I say to little English boy.

When I from black and he from white cloud free,

And round the tent of God like lambs we joy:

I'11 shade him from the heat till he can bear,

To lean in joy upon our father's knee.

And then I'll stand and stroke his silver hair,

And be like him and he will then love me.

五十五 小小黑男孩

威廉·布莱克

我母亲在南方的旷野生下我，

我是黑的，可是啊！我灵魂洁白；

英国的孩子有天使般白的肤色：

但我是黑的，像被剥夺了光彩。

我母亲在树荫下面教育我，

坐下来，趁白昼的热气还没来到，

她把我抱在她的膝上，吻着我，

她指看东方，开口对我说道：

看太阳升起：那儿居住着上帝，

他发出光芒，他放出热的辐射。

花草树木、野兽和人类早晨起

就受到安慰，到中午获得欢乐。

我们在大地上占有一小块空间，

我们好学着承受爱的光束，

这些黑身体和这个晒黑的脸

只是朵乌云，像是阴凉的林木。

当我们的灵魂学会了忍受炎热，

乌云会消失，我们会听到他的嗓音，

说：亲爱的宝贝，从林木中出来吧，

围着我的金帐篷像羔羊般欢欣。

我母亲对我这样讲并且吻了我，

我对英国小孩子也这样讲说。

我从乌云里而他从白云里摆脱，

就围着上帝的帐篷像羔羊般快乐：

我给他遮荫，直到他受得住炎热，

我乐意在我们父亲的膝上倚着。

我将站起来把他的银发摩挲，

我愿意像他，于是他也将爱我。

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56 POOR MAILIE'S ELEGY

Robert Burns①

Lament in rhyme, lament in prose,

Wi' saut tears tricklin down your nose;

Our Bardie's fate is at a close,

Past a' remead!

The last, sad cape-stane of his woes;

Poor Mailie's dead!

It's no the loss of warl's gear,

That could sae bitter draw the tear,

Or mak our Bardie, dowie, wear

The mourning weed:

He's lost a friend an' neebor dear

In Mailie dead.

Thro' a' the town she trotted by him;

A lang half-mile she could descry him;

Wi' kindly bleat, when she did spy him,

She ran wi' speed:

A friend mair faithfu' ne'er cam nigh him,

Than Mailie dead.

I wat she was a sheep o'sense,

An' could behave hersel wi' mense:

I'll say 't, she never brak a fence,

Thro' thievish greed.

Our Bardie, lanely, keeps the spence

Sin' Mailie's dead.

Or; if he wanders up the howe,

Her livin image in her yowe

Comes bleatin till him, owre the knowe,

For bits o'bread;

An' down the briny pearls rowe

For Mailie dead.

She was nae get o'moorlan tips,

Wi' tawted ket, an' hairy hips;

For her forbears were brought in ships,

Frae 'yoiit the Tweed:

A bonier fleesh ne' er cross'd the clips

Than Mailie's dead.

Wae worth the man wha first did shape

That vile, wanchancie thing — a rape!

It maks guid fellows girn an' gape,

Wi' chokin dread;

An' Robin's bonnet wave wi' crape

For Mailie dead.

O a' ye bards on bonie Doon!

An' wha on Ayr your chanters tune!

Come, join the melancholious croon

O' Robin's reed!

His heart will never get aboon!

His Mailie's dead!

五十六 可怜的母羊梅莉的挽歌

罗伯特·彭斯

写诗哀悼，写文章哀悼，

让眼泪沿着鼻缝往下掉；

诗人的厄运终究难逃，

要挽救，已经迟了！

最大的悲痛，最后一遭；

可怜的梅莉死了！

不是因为丢失了钱币，

才流出悲哀愁苦的泪滴，

才叫诗人把丧服穿起，

悲哀地把头低了：

是因为失去了朋友，邻居——

可怜的梅莉死了。

梅莉曾跟着他走遍全镇；

半哩外就能把他认准；

一见到他就柔声叫鸣，

向他奔过去了：

再忠诚的朋友无处可寻，

如今梅莉死了。

我知道梅莉是通情的母羊，

她一举一动都得体大方：

她从不踩破篱笆围墙

去把东西偷吃了，

诗人不出门，孤独凄凉，

因为梅莉死了。

有时从幽谷他漫步登山，

梅莉的崽子是梅莉的活翻版，

跑过来向着他咩咩叫唤，

讨一点面包吃了；

他的泪珠儿滚滚不断，

因为梅莉死了。

梅莉可不是荒原的野种羊——

粗糙的毛，难看的模样；

她祖先是从特威德河对岸远方

用船运到这儿的：

再也剪不到羊毛这样漂亮，

因为梅莉死了。

诅咒那首先起恶念的家伙，

他竟想出了可怕的绳索！

好心人见了都张口结舌，

几乎要吓死了；

罗宾的帽子上有黑纱戴着，

因为梅莉死了。

啊，杜恩河畔的诗人们！

请你们在艾尔把风笛奏鸣！

来配合罗宾芦笛的清音，

齐奏悲歌哀诗吧！

他的心永远告别了欢欣！

他的梅莉死了！

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57 WE ARE SEVEN

William Wordsworth

A simple Child,

That lightly draws its breath,

And feels its life in every limb,

What should it know of death?

I met a little cottage Girl:

She was eight years old, she said;

Her hair was thick with many a curl

That clustered round her head.

She had a rustic, woodland air,

And she was wildly clad:

Her eyes were fair, and very fair;

— Her beauty made me glad.

"Sisters and brothers, little Maid,

How many may you be?"

"How many? Seven in all,"she said,

And wondering looked at me.

"And where are they? I pray you tell."

She answered, "Seven are we;

And two of us at Conway dwell,

And two are gone to sea.

"Two of us in the church-yard lie,

My sister and my brother;

And, in the church-yard cottage, I

Dwell near them with my mother."

"You say that two at Conway dwell,

And two are gone to sea,

Yes ye are seven!—I pray you tell,

Sweet Maid, how this may be."

Then did the little Maid reply,

"Seven boys and girls are we;

Two of us in the church-yard lie,

Beneath the church-yard tree."

"You run above, my little Maid,

Your limbs they are alive;

If two are in the church-yard laid,

Then ye are only five. "

"Their graves are green, they may be seen,"

The little Maid replied,

"Twelve steps or more from my mother's door,

And they are side by side.

"My stockings there I often knit,

My kerchief there I hem;

And there upon the ground I sit,

And sing a song to them.

"And often after sun-set, Sir,

When it is light and fair,

I take my little porringer,

And eat my supper there. "

"The first that died was sister Jane;

In bed she moaning lay,

Till God released her of her pain;

And then she went away.

"So in the church-yard she was laid;

And, when the grass was dry,

Together round her grave we played,

My brother John and I.

"And when the ground was white with snow,

And I could run and slide,

My brother John was forced to go,

And he lies by her side."

"How many are you, then," said I,

"If they two are in heaven?"

Quick was the little Maid's reply,

"O Master! We are seven."

"But they are dead; those two are dead!

Their spirits are in haven!"

Twas throwing words away, for still

The little Maid would have her will,

And said, "Nay, we are seven!"

五十七 我们是七个

威廉·华兹华斯

——单纯的孩子，

呼吸得愉快安详，

感到生命充沛在四肢，

怎知道什么是死亡？

我遇到一个农家小姑娘：

她说，她今年八岁；

她的头发纷披在头上——

一卷卷，一绺绺丝穗。

她带着乡土和林野的气味，

衣服也十分土气；

她眼睛可美了，非常的美；

——她的美使我欣喜。

"小姑娘，你们一共有几个——

几个姊妹兄弟？"

"几个？一共七个，"她说，

看着我，有点儿惊奇。

"他们在哪儿？请你告诉我。"

她回答，"我们七个人；

当中有两个在康韦住着，

两个在海上航行。

"还有我姊姊和哥哥两个人，

躺在教堂的墓地；

坟场边，小屋里，离他们挺近，

我跟妈住在一起。"

"你说两个在康韦住着，

两个在海上远航，

可你们总共有七个！——你说说，

这怎么可能，好姑娘！"

"我们男孩儿女孩儿共七个；"

小姑娘这样回答，

"有两个在教堂墓地里躺着，

在墓地的树荫底下。"

"小姑娘，你会跑会蹦，

你的手脚多灵活；

那两个已经躺在坟墓中，

你们只剩下五个。"

"坟头草青青，一眼看得清，"

小姑娘这样开言，

"离我家门前，十二步多一点，

两座坟紧紧相连。

"在那儿我时常织我的长袜，

把手帕儿四边缝合；

在那儿我时常就地坐下，

为哥哥姊姊唱歌。

"先生，只等太阳落山后，

在晴朗明亮的黄昏天，

我总是拿起小粥碗往前走，

到他们身边吃晚饭。

"琪恩姊姊头一个离去；

她躺着哼叫不休，

上帝不让她再受痛苦；

她就一去不回头。

"她让人家安放在墓地；

当青草干枯的时候，

我哥哥约翰跟我游戏，

在姊姊坟墓四周。

"等到地上下满了白雪，

我可以奔跑溜滑，

约翰哥哥也只好离别，

在姊姊身旁躺下。"

"两个已经在天国，"我说，

"那你们还剩几个？"

小姑娘回答我不假思索，

"先生，我们是七个。"

"可他们死了，那两个死了！

他们的灵魂在天国！"

我的话全是白费唇舌；

小姑娘仍然坚持这样说，

"不，我们是七个！"

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58 DESIDERIA

W illiam Wordsworth

Surprised by joy—impatient as the wind—

I turn'd to share the transport-O with whom

But Thee—deep buried in the silent tomb,

That spot which no vicissitude can find?

Love, faithful love recall'd thee to my mind—

But how could I forget thee ? Through what power

Even for the least division of an hour

Have I been so beguiled as to be blind

To my most grievous loss? —That thought's return

Was the worst pang that sorrow ever bore,

Save one , one only, when I stood forlorn,

Knowing my heart's best treasure was no more;

That neither present time, nor years unborn

Could to my sight that heavenly face restore.

五十八 伤逝①

威廉·华兹华斯

惊奇于喜悦，风一样等待不及，

我转身去分享狂喜，同谁分享——

如果不同你，哦，深深地埋葬

在无声无息、安谧的坟里的你？

真挚的爱把你召回我心里——

我怎能忘记你啊？是什么力量

（即使在千万分之一的时光）

骗了我，使我两眼瞎，不再感知

我最伤心的损失？——返回的思绪

是至痛奇哀，可我的忧心经得住，

唯一的例外是那时：我惘然若失，

得知我至爱的宝贝已一去不回，

无论当时或未来的年月都不会

再把那天使的面容向我显示。

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59 LUCY GRAY Or, Solitude

William Wordsworth

Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray:

And, when I crossed the wild,

I chanced to see at break of day

The solitary child.

No mate, no comrade Lucy knew;

She dwelt on a wide moor,

—The sweetest thing that ever grew

Beside a human door!

You yet may spy the fawn at play,

The hare upon the green;

But the sweet face of Lucy Gray

Will never more be seen.

"To-night will be a stormy night—

You to the town must go.;

And take a lantem, Child, to light

Your mother throngh the snow. "

"That, Father! will I gladly do:

'Tis scarcely afternoon—

The minster-clock has just struck two,

And yonder is the moon!"

At. this the Father raised his hook,

And snapped a faggot-band;

He plied his work; —and Lucy took

The lantern in her hand.

Not blither is the mountain roe:

With many a wanton stroke

Her feet disperse the powdery snow,

That rises up like smoke.

The storm came on before its time:

She wandered up and down;

And many a hill did Lucy climb:

But never reached the town.

The wretched parents all that night

Went shouting far and wide;

But there was neither sound nor sight

To serve them for a guide

At day-break on a hill they stood

That overlooked the moor;

And thence they saw the bridge of wood,

A furlong from their door.

They wept —and, turning homeward, cried,

"In heaven we all shall meet;"

—When in the snow the mother spied

The print of Lucy' s feet.

Then downwards from the steep hill's edge

They tracked the footmarks small;

And through the broken hawthorn hedge,

And by the long stone-wall;

And then an open field they crossed:

The marks were still the same;

They tracked them on, nor ever lost;

And to. the bridge they came.

They followed from the snowy bank

Those footmarks, one by one,

Into the middle of the plank;

And further there were none!

—Yet some maintain that to this day

She is a living child;

That you may see sweet Lucy Gray

Upon the lonesome wild.

O'er rough and smooth she trips along,

And never looks behind;

And sings a solitary song

That whistles in the wind.

五十九 露西·格雷

——孤寂

威廉·华兹华斯

我多次听说过露西·格雷：

只一回，我经过野外，

天刚亮，一个偶然的机会，

我见过这孤独的女孩。

露西没伙伴，也没友朋；

她住在广阔的草原上，

——自古以来最可爱的生灵呵，

生长在人间的门旁！

你仍然可见到野兔在绿草中，

可见到小鹿在游玩；

但露西·格雷甜蜜的面孔，

却永远不会再看见。

"今儿夜晚将有暴风雨——

你得到镇上去一次；

带盏提灯去给你妈照着路

走过那雪地，孩子！"

"这个吗，我挺愿意去，爸爸！

现在还没到下半天——

教堂的钟声刚打了两下，

月亮还远在那边！"

这时候她父亲举起镰刀，

把捆柴的绳箍劈开；

他勤奋干活；——露西随后

把提灯拿了起来。

山上的小鹿不比她更欢悦：

她用顽皮的动作

踢着那粉末似的白雪，

像烟雾般飞扬飘落。

想不到，暴风雨提前来临：

她踉跄着下山又上岗；

露西爬过了不少山岭：

但永远没到达镇上。

整整一夜，可怜的爹娘

出门到处去喊叫；

但没有形迹也没有声响

来给他们作引导。

到拂晓，他们登上了一条

俯瞰这旷野的山梁；

他们见到了一座木桥，

在离家二百米的地方。

他们流泪了，——回家去，哭叫，

"让我们在天国重逢！"

——忽然，她的母亲觉察到

雪地上有露西的脚踪。

他们从险峻的山坡走下，

追随着小小的足迹；

穿过那破损的山楂篱笆，

沿着长长的石壁；

然后跨过开阔的野地：

脚印依然如前；

他们追踪着，决不让丢失，

终于到达桥边。

继续追踪着一个个脚印，

他们从积雪的岸边

一直追到桥板的中心

脚印便不再看见！

——然而有人说，直到今日，

她仍是活着的孩童；

你可以看见可爱的露西

在那寂寞的旷野中。

她遨游着越过平坦和崎岖，

永远不回头看望；

还唱着一支寂寞的歌曲，

歌声在风中鸣响。

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60 "I HAD A DOVE"

John Keats

I had a dove, and the sweet dove died;

And I have thought it died of grieving:

O, what could it grieve for? Its feet were tied

With a silken thread of my own hand's weaving.

Sweet little red feet! Why should you die?

Why should you leave me, sweet bird? Why?

You lived alone in the forest-tree,

Why, pretty thing! would you not live with me?

I kissed you oft and gave you white peas;

Why not live sweetly, as in the green trees?

六十 "我有只鸽子"

约翰·济慈

我有只鸽子，这可爱的鸽子死了；

我想它的死是因为太伤心了：

啊，它为什么伤心？它的两只脚

被我亲手纺出的银线捆紧了。

又红又小的脚，多可爱！你为什么死去？

为什么离开我，可爱的鸟？什么缘故？

你曾经单独地生活在树林里，

漂亮的东西！为什么不跟我生活在一起？

我时常吻你，给你洁白的豌豆吃；

你为什么不愉快地活着，像活在绿色树林里？

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61 THERE WAS A CHILD WENT FORTH

Walt Whitman

There was a child went forth every day,

And the first object he look' d upon, that object he became,

And that object became part of him for the day or a

certain part of the day,

Or for many years or stretching cycles of years.

The early lilacs became part of this child,

And grass and white and red morning- glories, and white

and red clover, and the song of the phoebe-bird,

And the Third- month lambs and the sow' s pink- faint

litter, and the mare's foal and the cow' s calf,

And the noisy brood of the barnyard or by the mire of the

pondside,

And the fish suspending themselves so curiously below

there, and the beautiful curious liquid,

And the water- plants with their graceful flat heads, all

became part of him.

The field- sprouts of Fourth month and fifth month

became part of him,

Winter- grain sprouts and those of the light -yellow corn,

and the esculent roots of the garden,

And the apple- trees cover' d with blossoms and the fruit

afterward, and wood- berries, and the commonest weeds

by the road,

And the old drunkard staggering home from the outhouse of

the tavern whence he had lately risen,

And the schoolmistress that pass' d on her way to the school,

And the friendly boys that pass' d and the quarrelsome boys,

And the tidy and fresh-cheek' d girls, and the barefoot negro

boy and girl,

And all the changes of city and country wherever he went.

His own parents, he that had father 'd him and she that had

conceiv' d him in her womb and birth' d him,

They gave this child more of themselves than that,

They gave him afterward every day, they became part of

him.

The mother at home quietly placing the dishes on the

suppertable,

The mother with mild words, clean her cap and gown, a

wholesome odor falling off her person and clothes as she

walks by,

The father, strong, self- sufficient, manly, mean, anger' d

unjust,

The blow, the quick loud word, the tight bargain, the crafty

lure,

The family usages, the language, the company, the

furniture, the yearning and swelling heart,

Affection that will not be gainsay' d ,the sense of what is real,

the thought if after all it should prove unreal,

The doubts of day-time and the doubts of night-time, the

curious whether and how,

Whether that which appears so is so, or is it all flashes and

specks?

Men and women crowding fast in the streets, if they are not

flashes and specks what are they?

The streets themselves and the facades of houses, and goods

in the windows,

Vehicles, teams, the heavy-plank' d wharves, the huge crossing

at the ferries,

The village on the highland seen from afar at sunset, the

river between,

Shadows, aureola and mist, the light falling on roofs and

gables of white or brown two miles off,

The schooner near by sleepily dropping down the tide, the

little boat slack-tow' d astern,

The hurrying tumbling waves, quick-broken crests, slapping,

The strata of color' d clouds, the long bar of maroon-tint

away solitary by itself, the spread of purity it lies motion

less in,

The horizon's edge, the flying sea-crow, the fragrance of

salt marsh and shore mud,

These became part of that child who went forth every day;

and who now goes, and will always go forth every day.

六十一 有一个孩子向前走去

瓦尔特·惠特曼

有一个孩子每天向前走去，

他看见最初的东西，他就变成那东西，

那东西就变成了他的一部分，在那一天，或在那一天的某一部分，

或继续了好几年，或好几年结成的伸展着的好几个时代。

早开的紫丁香变成了这孩子的一部分，

还有草，白色和红色的牵牛花，白色和红色的苜蓿花，和鹟鸟的歌，①

还有三月里的羔羊，母猪生的一胎淡红色的柔弱的小猪，

牝马生的小马，母牛生的小牛，

还有在棚里的、或者在池边泥沼旁的一胎喧噪的小动物，

还有鱼，把自己有趣地悬在水中的鱼，还有美丽的有趣的流水，

还有水生植物，生着优美的平顶的——这一切都变成了他的一部分。

四月和五月田里的嫩芽变成了他的一部分；

冬谷的苗，淡黄的谷的苗，园中可以吃的植物的根，

还有开满了花朵的苹果树，接着是苹果，浆果，和路边最普通的野草；

还有年老的酒醉者，方才从酒店的外屋起身，蹒珊地回家，

还有女教师，在路上向学校走去，

还有友好的男孩子们，在路上走过，还有争吵的男孩子们，

还有整洁的，面颊红喷喷的女孩子们，和赤脚的黑种男孩和女孩，

还有他曾到过的一切城市和乡村的一切变动。

他自己的双亲，对他尽保护养育责任的父亲，在肚子里孕育而诞生了他的母亲，

他们自己所给予这孩子的，还不止这个，

此后他们每天都有东西给予这孩子，他们变成了他的一部分。

母亲，在家中，轻轻地把菜盆子放在晚餐桌上，

母亲，说着温和的话，把帽子和衣服洗干净，有健康的气息从她的身上和衣服上散出来，当她走过的时候；

父亲，强健的，自足的，男子气的，卑劣的，易怒的，不公正的；

鞭打，急促而高声的话，苛刻的契约，狡猾的诱引，

家庭的习俗，语言，交际，家具，渴念着的、膨胀着的心，

不会被否定的爱情，对于真实的事物的感觉，唯恐最后会证实它为不真实的顾虑，

白天的怀疑和夜晚的怀疑，那古怪的究竟和怎样，

那事物虽然表现着如此，但究竟是否如此，或者，那是否全是光和点？

在街道上紧紧地拥挤着的男人和女人，假使他们不是光和点，他们是什么？

那街道本身，房屋的正面，窗中的货物，

车辆，拉车的几头牲口，铺着厚板的码头，摆渡口的巨阔的水面，

日落时远远地看得见的、高原上的村庄，流过其间的河道，

阴影，光圈，和烟霞，落在白色或棕色的屋顶和屋翼上的光，离这儿两哩路远，

附近的纵帆船，困乏地随着潮水流下，在尾部松弛地拽着纤绳的小船，

匆忙地向前滚旋着的波涛，转眼就迸散的浪峰，拍击着，

层层的彩云，栗色的长条，独自孤零零地在远处，有它不动地躺在其中的纯洁性的广袤，

地平线的边沿，飞着的海鸥，咸水沼和岸边湿泥的香气，

这些都变成了那孩子的一部分，而他，每天向前走去，他现在还在走，而且要永远一天天地向前走去。

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62 ON THE BEACH AT NIGHT

Walt Whitman

On the beach at night,

Stands a child with her father,

Watching the east, the autumn sky.

Up through the darkness,

While ravening clouds, the burial clouds, in black masses

spreading, Lower sullen and fast athwart and down the

sky,

Amid a transparent clear belt of ether yet left in the

east,

Ascends large and calm the lord-star Jupiter,

And nigh at hand, only a very little above,

Swim the delicate sisters the Pleiades.

From the beach the child holding the hand of her father,

Those burial-clouds that lower victorious soon to devour

all,

Watching, silently weeps.

Weep not, child,

Weep not, my darling,

With these kisses let me remove your tears,

The ravening clouds shall not long be victorious,

They shall not long possess the sky, they devour the stars

only in apparition,

Jupiter shall emerge, be patient, watch again another

night,

the Pleiades shall emerge,

They are immortal, all those stars both silvery and golden

shall shine out again,

The great stars and the little ones shall shine out again,

they

endure,

The vast immortal suns and the long-enduring pensive

moons shall again shine.

Then dearest child mournest thou only for Jupiter?

Considerest thou alone the burial of the stars?

Something there is,

(With my lips soothing thee, adding I whisper,

I give thee the first suggestion, the problem and

indirection,)

Something there is more immortal even than the stars,

(Many the burials, many the days and nights, passing away,

)

Something that shall endure longer even than lustrous

Jupiter,

Longer than sun or any revolving satellite,

Or the radiant sisters the Pleiades.

六十二 夜里在海边

瓦尔特·惠特曼

夜里，在海边，

站着一个小女孩，和她的父亲在一起，

注视着东方，秋季的天空。

向上，穿过黑暗，

当劫掠的云，埋葬一切的云，散布着黑色的大块，更低的，

阴沉而迅速地，斜劈下天空的时候，在东方还剩下的一条

清朗透明的光带之间，向上升起了权威的木星，巨大而沉

静，

靠近它旁边，稍高一点的地方，

泛泳着优美的七姊妹，那金牛星座。

在海边，那孩子，握住了她父亲的手，

向着这些胜利下垂，将立刻吞食所有星星的埋葬一切的云

注视着，悄悄地哭泣了。

别哭，孩子，

别哭，亲爱的，

让我用亲吻来拭去你的眼泪，

劫掠的云不会长久胜利，

它们不会长久占有天空，只会虚幻地吞食星星，

木星会出现，忍耐些，过几天，夜里再来看，金牛星座也

会再出现，

它们是不朽的，这一切星星，不论银色的，金色的，都会

再发光，

大的星星和小的星星都会再发光，它们经久不变；许多巨

大的不朽的恒星，许多经久不变的沉思的卫星，会再发光。

那么，最亲爱的孩子，你只为木星悲悼吗？

你只关心星星的被埋葬吗？

有一种东西，

（用我的唇吻抚慰你，我再向你耳语，

我给你初步的意见，问题，和暗示，）

有一种东西会比星星更加永久，

（许多丧葬，许多白天和夜晚，过去了，）

有一种东西会更长久地存在，比之于那光辉的木星，比之

于太阳，或任何绕转着的卫星，

或辉煌的七姊妹，那金牛星座。

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63 THE MOON UPON HER WATCH-TOWER

Eleanor Farjeon

The moon upon her watch-tower

With her golden eye

Guarded the quarters

East and West the sky.

Just as midnight

Was stepping past,

One drew his first breath,

One drew his last.

The moon upon her watch-tower

Rang a soundless bell—

It might have been for welcome,

It might have been farewell.

六十三 瞭望塔上的月亮

埃莉诺·法杰恩

月亮在瞭望塔上

用金色的目光

守望天上的

东方和西方。

正当"午夜"

漫步走过时，

有人开始呼吸，

有人呼吸停止。

月亮在瞭望塔上

敲起无声的钟——

也许是为了欢迎，

也许是为了送终。

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64 THE LITTLE BOY LOST

William Blake

Father, father, where are you going?

O do not walk so fast.

Speak, father, speak to your little boy,

Or else I shall be lost.

The night was dark, no father was there,

The child was wet with dew.

The mire was deep, and the child did weep;

And away the vapour flew.

六十四 小男孩迷路了

威廉·布莱克

父亲，父亲，你上哪儿去？

你别迈这么快的步。

父亲，对你的孩子说话呀，

要不然我会迷了路。

夜更暗了，父亲不见了，

孩子沾湿了夜露。

深陷进淤泥，孩子在哭泣；

烟雾向四面飘去。

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65 THE LITTLE BOY FOUND

William Blake

The little boy lost in the lonely fen,

Led by the wand' ring light,

Began to cry, but God ever nigh,

Appeard like his father in white.

He kissed the child and by the hand led

And to his mother brought,

Who in sorrow pale, thro' the lonely dale

Her little boy weeping sought.

六十五 小男孩找到了

威廉·布莱克

小男孩迷失在荒凉的泥沼地里，

一线游荡的亮光给他指引，

他开始哭喊，可上帝在旁边，

穿一身白衣出现，像他的父亲。

他吻了孩子，搀着他的手

把他带给了他的母亲，

她凄惨愁苦，曾踏遍荒谷，

哭泣着把她的孩子找寻。

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66 THE CHIMNEY SWEEPER (1)

William Blake

When my mother died I was very young,

And my father sold me while yet my tongue

Could scarcely cry"weep weep weep weep!"

So your chimneys I sweep and in soot I sleep.

There's little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head

That curl' d like a lambs back, was shav' d, so I said,

"Hush, Tom never mind it, for when your head' s bare,

You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair."

And so he was quiet, and that very night,

As Tom was a sleeping, he had such a sight,

That thousands of sweepers Dick, Joe, Ned and Jack

Were all of them lock' d up in coffins of black,

And by came an Angel who had a bright key,

And he open' d the coffins and set them all free.

Then down a green plain leaping laughing they run

And wash in a river and shine in the Sun.

Then naked and white, all their bags left behind,

They rise upon clouds, and sport in the wind.

And the Angel told Tom if he'd be a good boy,

He'd have God for his father and never want joy.

And so Tom awoke and we rose in the dark

And got with our bags and our brushes to work.

Tho' the morning was cold, Tom was happy and warm,

So if all do their duty, they need not fear harm.

六十六 扫烟囱的小孩（一）

威廉·布莱克

我妈妈死的时候，我还挺小，

我爸爸卖了我，那时候我几乎不会叫，

不会叫"扫烟，扫烟，扫烟啊，扫！"

我现在扫你们烟囱，在灰堆里睡觉。

有个小汤姆·达克，鬈头发，像羊毛，

把他的头发剃掉的时候，他哭叫。

我说，"汤姆，别叫唤，你的头剃光了，

煤灰就不能把你的银发弄脏了。"

他安静下来，就在那天晚上，

汤姆睡着了，见到了这样的景象：

狄克，乔，奈德，贾克……千万个

扫烟囱小孩关进了黑棺材，加了锁，

来了位天使，拿着把发光的钥匙，

他打开棺材，放出了所有的孩子。

他们到草地上，又跳又跑又笑嚷，

到河里洗了澡，太阳下浑身闪亮光。

光身子，白皮肤，把口袋全都扔下，

孩子们升到云头，在风里玩耍。

天使说，"你只要做个好孩子，汤姆，

上帝就做你的父亲，你永远幸福。"

汤姆醒了，我们起身在黑暗中，

拿起口袋，拿起扫帚去上工。

早上冷，汤姆却感到温暖又快乐，

有道是，只要尽本分，不必怕灾祸。

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67 THE CHIMNEY SWEEPER (2)

William Blake

A little black thing among the snow,

Crying"weep, weep!" in notes of woe!

"Where are thy father and mother? Say?"

"They are both gone up to the church to pray.

"Because I was happy upon the heath,

And smil' d among the winter's snow,

They clothed me in the clothes of death,

And taught me to sing the notes of woe.

"And because I am happy, and dance and sing,

They think they have done me no injury,

And are gone to praise God and his Priest and King

Who make up a heaven of our misery."

六十七 扫烟囱的小孩（二）

威廉·布莱克

大雪天里有个乌黑的小东西，

"扫烟，扫烟！"他叫得惨惨凄凄！

"告诉我，你的爸爸妈妈在哪里？"

"他们都上了教堂，在祷告上帝。

"因为在家乡我总是欢欢喜喜，

就是在冬天雪地里我也爱笑；

他们便给我穿上这倒霉的丧衣，

还教我唱起这支凄凉的歌调。

"因为我总是高兴，又唱歌又跳舞，

他们自以为对我没给过损伤，

就跑去赞美上帝、神父和君主——

他们拿我们的痛苦来建造天堂。"

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68 ALICE FELL OR, POVERTY

William Wordsworth

The post-boy drove with fierce career,

For threatening clouds the moon had drowned;

When, as we hurried on, my ear

Was smitten with a startling sound.

As if the wind blew many ways,

I heard the sound, —and more and more;

It seemed to follow with the chaise,

And still I heard it as before.

At length I to the boy called out;

He stopped his horses at the word,

But neither cry, nor voice, nor shout,

Nor aught else like it, could be heard.

The boy then smacked his whip, and fast

The horses scampered through the rain;

But, hearing soon upon the blast

The cry, I bade him halt again.

Forthwith alighting on the ground,

"Whence comes," said I, "this piteous moan?"

And there a little Girl I found,

Sitting behind the chaise, alone.

"My cloak!" no other word she spake,

But loud and bitterly she wept,

As if her innocent heart would break;

And down from off her seat she leapt.

"What ails you, child?" —she sobbed "Look here!"

I saw it in the wheel entangled,

A weather-beaten rag as e' er

From any garden scare-crow dangled.

There, twisted between nave and spoke,

It hung, nor could at once be freed;

But our joint pains unloosed the cloak,

A miserable rag indeed!

"And whither are you going, child,

To-night along these lonesome ways?"

"To Durham," answered she, half wild—

"Then come with me into the chaise."

Insensible to all relief

Sat the poor girl, and forth did send

Sob after sob, as if her grief

Could never, never have an end.

"My child, in Durham do you dwell?"

She checked herself in her distress,

And said, "My name is Alice Fell;

I'm fatherless and motherless.

And I to Durham, Sir, belong."

Again, as if the thought would choke

Her very heart, her grief grew strong;

And all was for her tattered cloak!

The chaise drove on; our journey's end

Was nigh; and, sitting by my side,

As if she had lost her only friend

She wept, nor would be pacified.

Up to the tavern-door we post;

Of Alice and her grief I told;

And I gave money to the host,

To buy a new cloak for the old.

"And let it be of duffil grey,

As warm a cloak as man can sell!"

Proud creature was she the next day,

The little orphan, Alice Fell!

六十八 阿丽丝·费尔

——贫穷

威廉·华兹华斯

车夫用可惊的速度赶车，

威胁的乌云已侵没月亮；

我们疾驰的时候，我耳朵

听到了一种撼人的声响。

我一次又一次听见那声音，

像风儿吹往许多方向；

它似乎在跟着马车前进，

我听见那声音老不变样。

最后我把马车夫喊住；

他立刻动手拉紧了马缰，

可是，听不到喊叫或哀哭，

也再听不到这一类声响。

于是马车夫再挥起鞭子，

马儿又拉车在雨中疾驰；

可是狂风中那声音又起，

我让车夫再停下车子。

随即我从马车上跨下来，

说，"哪来这可怜的哀唤？"

这时我发现一个小女孩

独自坐在车厢的后面。

她高声哭着，十分哀切，

"我的外套！"她不说别的话，

她纯洁的心儿像快要碎裂；

接着，她从座位上跳下。

"怎么啦，孩子？"——她哽咽着讲，

"看这儿！"我看见，绞在车轮中，

一件风雨剥蚀的破衣裳，

像园中稻草人，还在摆动。

在车轴和轮辐中间轧牢，

那衣服一下子不能拉起；

可我们合力拉出了外套，

真是一件可怜的破衣！

"路上这么寂寞凄苦，

今晚你去哪儿，小孩？"

她半粗野地回答："德勒姆。"

"那么就跟我到车厢里来。"

毫不理睬一切的劝慰，

这女孩坐着，让人可怜，

她抽噎不止，她的伤悲

似乎永远、永远没完。

"你家在德勒姆住吗，小孩儿？"

她暂时抑止了自己的哀伤

说，"我叫阿丽丝·费尔；

我没有爹，也没有娘。

我是德勒姆人，先生。"

她那念头好像又要

塞住她的心，她更加伤心；

全为了那件破烂的外套！

马车继续向前飞奔；

终点近了，她坐在我旁边，

好像失去了唯一的亲朋，

她老是哭着，不听人劝。

我们在旅店门口停住；

我讲了阿丽丝和她的悲哀；

我把一笔钱交给店主，

请他去买一件新的外套来。

"去挑一件灰色呢子衣，

一件最能保暖的新外套！"

第二天，小孤儿阿丽丝，

啊，她变得多么骄傲！

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69 PATRIOTISM

Walter Scott①

Breathes there the man with soul so dead,

Who never to himself hath said,

"This is my own, my native land!"

Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn' d

As home his footsteps he hath turn' d

From wandering on a foreign strand?

If such there breathe, go, mark him well;

For him no Minstrel raptures swell;

High though his titles, proud his name,

Boundless his wealth as wish can claim;

Despite those titles, power and pelf,

The wretch, concentred all in self,

Living, shall forfeit fair renown,

And, doubly dying, shall go down

To the vile dust from whence he sprung,

Unwept, unhonour'd and unsung.

六十九 爱国心

华尔特·司各特

这人还活着，他的心已死亡，

他从来没有对自己这样讲，

"这就是故土，我的祖国！"

如果不再流浪在异邦，

一旦踏上祖国的土壤，

谁的内心不热情似火？

要是有这号人，把他认清；

诗人的欢歌不为他歌吟；

尽管他头衔高，姓氏堂皇，

要多少有多少钱财宝藏，

不管那头衔，财富和权力，

那家伙，一切都为了自己，

他活着，就该是臭名远扬，

双料地死了，就该下葬，

埋入他从那儿出来的土壤，

没有人哭泣，致敬，歌唱。

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70 AFTER BLENHEIM

Robe rt Southey①

It was a summer evening,

Old Kaspar's work was done,

And he before his cottage door

Was sitting in the sun;

And by him sported on the green

His little grandchild Wilhelmine.

She saw her brother Peterkin

Roll something large and round

Which he beside the rivulet

In playing there had found;

He came to ask what he had found

That was so large and smooth and round.

Old Kaspar took it from the boy

Who stood expectant by;

And then the old man shook his head,

And with a natural sigh

"Tis some poor fellow's skull," said he,

"Who fell in the great victory.

"I find them in the garden,

For there's many here about;

And often when I go to plough

The ploughshare turns them out.

For many thousand men," said he,

"Were slain in that great victory."

"Now tell us what 'twas all about,"

Young Peterkin he cries;

And little Wilhelmine looks up

With wonder-waiting eyes;

"Now tell us all about the war,

And what they fought each other for."

"It was the English," Kaspar cried,

"Who put the French to rout;

But what they fought each other for

I could not well make out.

But everybody said," quoth he,

"That 'twas a famous victory.

"My father lived at Blenheim then,

Yon little stream hard by;

They burnt his dwelling to the ground,

And he was forced to fly:

So with his wife and child he fled,

Nor had he where to rest his head.

"With fire and sword the country round

Was wasted far and wide,

And many a childing mother then

And new-born baby died:

But things like that, you know, must be

At every famous victory.

"They say it was a shocking sight

After the field was won;

For many thousand bodies here

Lay rotting in the sun:

But things like that, you know, must be

After a famous victory.

"Great praise the Duke of Marlbro' won

And our good Prince Eugene";

"Why, 'twas a very wicked thing!"

Said little Wilhelmine;

"Nay.. nay.. my little girl," quoth he,

"It was a famous victory.

"And everybody praised the Duke

Who this great fight did win."

"But what good came of it at last?"

Quoth little .Peterkin:—

"Why, that I cannot tell," said he,

"But 'twas a famous victory."

七十 布伦宁战役之后

罗伯特·骚赛

一个夏日的傍晚，

老卡斯巴把活儿干完，

夕阳光下他坐着，

在自己村舍的门前；

小孙女薇尔敏在他身边

绿色草地上嬉耍游玩。

她看见哥哥彼得金

滚来个东西大又圆，

那东西原是他在小河旁

玩耍时偶然发现；

他过来问爷爷这玩艺儿是啥，

这么大，这么圆，又这么光滑。

卡斯巴从孩子手中接过它，

孩子在一边等待；

于是老人摇一摇头儿，

不禁发出叹息来：

"这是个可怜家伙的头盖骨，

他打了大胜仗，一命呜呼。

"我在花园里找到好几个，

那东西多着呢，在这一带；

我犁地的时候常常见到

犁铧把头盖骨翻出来。

成千上万的人呵，"他讲，

"在那场大大的胜仗中阵亡。"

"告诉我们那是咋会事，"

少年彼得金大声讲；

小姑娘薇尔敏仰起了头儿，

含着好奇的目光；

"告诉我们打仗是干嘛，

他们为什么要互相拼杀。"

"那是英国人，"卡斯巴大声说，

"一仗打败了法国兵；

可他们为什么互相拼杀，

我也实在说不清。

不过大伙儿都说，"他讲，

"那是一场有名的大胜仗。

"我爹那时候住在布伦宁，

那条小溪的近旁；

人们烧毁了他的房屋，

他不得不逃往他乡：

他带着老婆孩子逃命，

找不到地方落脚安顿。

"全国是一片刀光火影，

一切都化为灰烬，

许多怀着孩子的母亲

和新生的婴儿丧命：

可是你知道这情况是每次

著名的胜仗中必有的事。

"据说打仗结束后战场上——

那景象实在可怕；

成千上万具尸体躺着，

腐烂在太阳光下：

可是你知道这情况是每次

著名的胜仗后必有的事。

"马尔布鲁公爵，好亲王尤金

受到的赞扬真热烈；"

小女孩薇尔敏说道，"啊呀，

这可是坏事，是造孽！"

"不不……我的小姑娘，"老人讲，

"那是一场有名的大胜仗。

"人人都交口称赞公爵，

他打赢了这场战争。"

"可到底赢得了什么好处？"

少年彼得金发问：——

"噢，这我说不好，"老人讲，

"可那总归是有名的大胜仗。"

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71 TO IANTHE

Percy Byssh e Shelley①

I love thee, Baby! for thine own sweet sake;

Those azure eyes, that faintly dimpled cheek,

Thy tender frame, so eloquently weak,

Love in the sternest heart of hate might wake;

But more when o'er thy fitful slumber bending

Thy mother folds thee to her wakeful heart,

Whilst love and pity, in her glances blending,

All that thy passive eyes can feel impart:

More, when some feeble lineaments of her,

Who bore thy weight beneath her spotless bosom,

As with deep love I read thy face, recur,—

More dear art thou, O fair and fragile blossom;

Dearest when most thy tender traits express

The image of thy mother's loveliness.

七十一 给爱恩丝

坡西·比希·雪莱

你可爱极了，婴孩，我这么爱你！

你那微带笑靥的脸颊，蓝眼睛，

你那娇嫩的、柔软动人的躯体，

教充满憎恨的铁心都生出爱心；

有时，你要睡就马上睡着了，你母亲

俯身把你抱紧在她清醒的心上，

你默默的眼睛所感到的一切动静

就把她喜悦的爱怜传到你身上：

有时候，她把你抱在洁白的胸口，

我深情注视你的脸，她的面貌

就在你脸上隐现——这样的时候，

你更可爱了，美丽纤弱的花苞；

你母亲的美影借你温柔的神态

充分呈现后，你就最最可爱！

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72 ON MY MOTHER'S BIRTHDAY

WRITTEN AT THE AGE OF EI GHT

Felicia Dorothea Hemans①

Clad in all their brightest green,

This day the verdant fields are seen;

The tuneful birds begin their lay,

To celebrate thy natal day.

The breeze is still, the sea is calm,

And the whole scene combines to charm;

The flowers revive, this charming May,

Because it is thy natal day.

The sky is blue, the day serene,

And only pleasure now is seen;

The rose, the pink, the tulip gay,

Combine to bless thy natal day.

七十二 我母亲的生日

八岁时作

费丽西亚·多罗西亚·希曼斯

明亮的绿色覆盖一切，

今天满眼是青翠的田野；

爱唱的鸟儿开始唱歌，

为了祝贺你生日快乐。

微风不吹，大海宁静，

所有的景色如此迷人；

诱人的五月里，花儿苏醒，

因为今天是你的诞辰。

天空蔚蓝，天气晴朗，

到处是一片喜悦欢畅；

玫瑰、石竹、郁金香一起

祝贺你生日欢欢喜喜。

方谷绣 屠 岸泽

73 CASABIANCA

F elicia Dorothea Hemans

The boy stood on the burning deck

Whence all but he had fled;

The flame that lit the battle's wreck

Shone round him o'er the dead.

Yet beautiful and bright he stood,

As born to rule the storm—-

A creature of heroic blood,

A proud, though child-like form.

The flames roll' d on—he would not go

Without his father's word;

That father, faint in death below,

His voice no longer heard.

He call' d aloud: — "Say, father! say

If yet my task is done!"

He knew not that the chieftain lay

Unconscious of his son.

"Speak, father!" once again he cried,

"If I may yet be gone!"

And but the booming shots replied,

And fast the flames roll' d on.

Upon his brow he felt their breath,

And in his waving hair,

And look' d from that lone post of death

In still yet brave despair;

And shouted but once more aloud,

"My father! must I stay?"

While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud,

The wreathing fires made way.

They wrapt the ship in splendour wild,

They caught the flag on high,

And stream' d above the gallant child

Like banners in the sky.

There came a burst of thunder-sound—

The boy—oh! where was he?

Ask of the winds that far around

With fragments strew' d the sea! -

With mast, and helm, and pennon fair,

That well had borne their part;

But the noblest thing which perish' d there

Was that young faithful heart!

七十三 卡萨卞卡

费丽西亚·多罗西亚·希曼斯

这男孩站在燃烧的甲板上，

人们都跑了，他留下；

照耀着残破战舰的火光

越过尸体，包围他。

他仍然站着，美丽辉煌，

像是风暴的统帅——

英雄的种呵，傲岸的形象，

尽管是孩童的体态。

烈焰滚滚来——他父亲没下令，

他不能擅离职守；

他父亲倒下了，已经牺牲，

听不见儿子的请求。

他高叫："说话呀，爸爸！你说——

我是否尽到了责任？"

孩子不知道军官僵卧着，

对儿子已毫无感应。

孩子又叫喊，"说话呀，爸爸！

我可不可以离开？"

只有轰响的炮弹在回答，

火焰迅速地卷来。

他感到烈焰烧到前额，

烧到飘动的发梢，

单独在死亡岗位上，他看着，

绝望了，平静而骄傲；

孩子再一次高声叫喊，

"爸爸！我一定得留下？"

火焰正穿过桅索和布帆，

绕着他向前进发。

疯狂的火彩包围了舰只，

司令旗在高处燃烧，

烈焰滚过这勇敢的孩子，

像旗帜在天空飞飘。

一声爆炸，雷鸣电闪——

哦，那孩子在哪？

问风吧——风把船的碎片

向海面四散抛撒！——

桅杆，舵轮，美丽的尖旗，

都已经各尽责任；

但葬入海中的最高贵的东西

是那颗忠诚的童心！

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74 THE MITHERLESS BAIRN

William Thom①

Whena' ither bairnies are hushed to their hame,

By aunty or cousin, or frecky grand-dame,

Wha stans last and lanely, an' naebody carin'?

'Tis the puir doited loonie—the mitherless bairn.

The mitherless bairn gangs till his lane bed,

Nane covers his cauld back, or haps his bare head;

His wee hack it heelies are hard as the airn,

An' litheless the lair o' the mitherless bairn.

O speak him nae harshly—he trembles the while,

He bends to your bidding, and blesses your smile!

In their dark hour o' anguish the heartless shall learn

That God deals the blow for the mitherless bairn.

七十四 没有妈妈的孤儿

威廉·托姆

孩子们都已经回家安静下来，

身边有姑妈，表姐，健壮的奶奶，

谁还孤零零站着，没有人关怀？

那是没妈妈的孤儿——可怜的傻小孩。

孤儿向他那清冷的床铺走来，

冷呵，身上没东西盖，头上没帽子戴；

小小的脚跟冻裂了，硬得像铁块，

窝里没温暖呵，这个没妈妈的小孩！

别粗声对他说话——他吓得抖起来，

他弯腰听吩咐，求你的笑容和蔼！

没心肝的人们痛苦时应该明白

是上帝在降灾，为了这没妈妈的小孩。

方谷绣 屠 岸译

75 THE CRY OF THE CHILDREN

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Ⅰ

Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers,

Ere the sorrow comes with years?

They are leaning their young heads against their mothers,

And that cannot stop their tears.

The young lambs are bleating in the meadows,

The young birds are chirping in the nest,

The young fawns are playing with the shadows,

The young flowers are blowing toward the west—

But the young, young children, O my brothers,

They are weeping bitterly!

They are weeping in the playtime of the others,

In the country of the free.

Ⅱ

Do you question the young children in the sorrow,

Why their tears are falling so?

The old man may weep for his to-morrow

Which is lost in Long Ago；

The old tree is leafless in the forest,

The old year is ending in the frost,

The old wound, if stricken, is the sorest,

The old hope is hardest to be lost.

But the young, young children, O my brothers,

Do you ask them why they stand

Weeping sore before the bosoms of their mothers,

In our happy Fatherland?

Ⅲ

They look up with their pale and sunken faces,

And their looks are sad to see,

For the man's hoary anguish draws and presses

Down the cheeks of infancy.

‘Your old earth,’ they say, ‘is very dreary;

Our young feet,’ they say, ‘are very weak!

Few paces have we taken, yet are weary—-

Our grave-rest is very far to seek.

Ask the aged why they weep, and not the children;

For the outside earth is cold;

And we young ones stand without, in our bewildering,

And the graves are for the old.’

Ⅳ

‘True,’ say the children, ‘it may happen

That we die before our time;

Little Alice died last year—her grave is shapen

Like a snowball, in the rime.

We looked into the pit prepared to take her:

Was no room for any work in the close clay!

From the sleep wherein she lieth none will wake her,

Crying, "Get up, little Alice! it is day."

If you listen by that grave, in sun and shower,

With your ear down, little Alice never cries;

Could we see her face, be sure we should not know her,

For the smile has time for growing in her eyes:

And merry go her moments, lulled and stilled in

The shroud by the kirk-chime!

It is good when it happens,’ say the children,

‘That we die before our time.’

Ⅴ

Alas, alas, the children! they are seeking

Death in life, as best to have;

They are binding up their hearts away from breaking,

With a cerement from the grave.

Go out, children, from the mine and from the city,

Sing out, children, as the little thrushes do;

Pluck you handfuls of the meadow cowslips pretty,

Laugh aloud, to feel your fingers let them through!

But they answer, ‘Are your cowslips of the méadows

Like our weeds anear the mine?

Leave us quiet in the dark of the coal-shadows,

From your pleasures fair and fine!

Ⅵ

‘For oh,’ say the children, ‘we are weary,

And we cannot run or leap;

If we cared for any meadows, it were merely

To drop down in them and sleep.

Our knees tremble sorely in the stooping,

We fall upon our faces, trying to go;

And, underneath our heavy eyelids drooping,

The reddest flower would look as pale as snow;

For, all day, we drag our burden tiring

Through the coal-dark, underground—

Or, all day, we drive the wheels of iron

In the factories, round and round.

Ⅶ

‘For, all day, the wheels are droning, turning,—

Their wind comes in our faces,—

Till our hearts turn,—our heads with pulses burning,

And the walls turn in their places:

Turns the sky in the high window blank and reeling,

Turns the long light that drops adown the wall,

Turn the black flies that crawl along the ceiling,

All are turning, all the day, and we with all.

And all day, the iron wheels are droning,

And sometimes we could pray,

"O ye wheels" (breaking out in a mad moaning),

"Stop! be silent for to-day!"’

Ⅷ

Ay! be silent! Let them hear each other breathing

For a moment, mouth to mouth!

Let them touch each other's hands, in a fresh wreathing

Of their tender human youth!

Let them feel that this cold metallic motion

Is not all the life God fashions or reveals:

Let them prove their living souls against the notion

That they live in you, or under you, O wheels! —

Still, all day, the iron wheels go onward,

Grinding life down from its mark;

And the children's souls, which God is calling sunward,

Spin on blindly in the dark.

Ⅸ

Now tell the poor young children, O my brothers,

To look up to Him and pray;

So the blessed One who blesseth all the others,

Will bless them another day.

They answer, ‘Who is God that He should hear us,

While the rushing of the iron wheels is stirred?

When we sob aloud, the human creatures near us

Pass by, hearing not, or answer not a word.

And we hear not (for the wheels in their resounding)

Strangers speaking at the door.

Is it likely God, with angels singing round Him,

Hears our weeping any more?

Ⅹ

‘Two words, indeed, of praying we remember,

And at midnight's hour of harm,

"Our Father," looking upward in the chamber,

We say softly for a charm.

We know no other words, except"Our Father,"

And we think that, in some pause of angels' song,

God may pluck them with the silence sweet to gather,

And hold both within His right hand which is strong.

"Our Father!" If He heard us, He would surely

(For they call Him good .and mild)

Answer, smiling down the steep world very purely,

"Come and rest with Me, My child."

Ⅺ

‘But, no!’ say the children, weeping faster,

‘He is speechless as a stone;

And they tell us, of His image is the master

Who commands us to work on.

Go to!’ say the children, — ‘up in Heaven,

Dark, wheel-like, turning clouds are all we find.

Do not mock us; grief has made us unbelieving—

We look up for God, but tears have made us blind.’

Do you hear the children weeping and disproving,

O my brothers, what ye preach?

For God's possible is taught by His world's loving,

And the children doubt of each.

Ⅻ

And well may the children weep before you!

They are weary ere they run;

They have never seen the sunshine, nor the glory

Which is brighter than the sun.

They know the grief of man, without its wisdom;

They sink in man's despair, without its calm;

Are slaves, without the liberty in Christdom,

Are martyrs, by the pang without the palm,—

Are worn, as if with age, yet unretrievingly

The harvest of its memories cannot reap,—

Are orphans of the earthly love and heavenly.

Let them weep! let them weep!

ⅩⅢ

They look up, with their pale and sunken faces,

And their look is dread to see,

For they mind you of their angels in high places,

With eyes turned on Deity!—

‘Haw long,’ they say, ‘how long, O cruel nation,

Will you stand, to move the world, on a child's heart, —

Stifle down with a mailed heel its palpitation,

And tread onward to your throne amid the mart?

Our blood splashes upward, O gold-heaper,

And your purple shows your path!

But the child's sob in the silence curses deeper

Than the strong man in his wrath.’

七十五 孩子们的哭声

伊丽莎白·巴瑞特·布朗宁

一

你们听到孩子们在哭泣吗，我的兄弟？

他们还没到发愁的年岁！

他们把幼小的头儿靠在妈妈的怀里，

这也止不住他们流泪。

幼小的羔羊在草地上咩咩叫，

幼小的鸟雀在窝里叽叽唱，

幼小的鹿在跟影子嬉闹，

幼小的花朵正向西方开放——

可是幼小的，幼小的孩子们，我的兄弟呵，

他们正在苦苦地哭泣！

当别的孩子们游戏的时候他们哭泣呵，

在这个属于自由人的国度里。

二

你们可曾问问这些伤心的孩子

为什么这样地止不住流泪？

老人会为了自己的明天而哭泣——

他们的明天远不能追回；

老树在林子里失落了一身绿叶，

老迈的一年结束在漫天的冰雪，

老伤口受到触击疼得最剧烈，

老盼着的希望破灭了感到最痛切。

可是幼小的，幼小的孩子们，我的兄弟呵，

你们不问问他们为什么

在自己妈妈的怀里还这样苦苦地哭泣呵——

在我们这个幸福的祖国？

三

他们仰望着，双颊下陷，面色苍白，

那神态叫人看了悲伤，

因为成年人久积的痛苦已深深刻画在

他们童年的面颊之上。

他们说："你们这古老的大地非常阴暗，

我们幼小的脚呵非常虚弱！

我们只走了几步，就感到疲倦——

休息的墓地又太远，真难觅得。

去问老人为什么哭泣吧，别问孩子们；

坟墓外面的世界太冷酷；

我们孩子们站在墓外，困惑不明，

而坟墓只允许老人进入。"

四

孩子们说道："真的，这完全可能，

时候没到我们就死亡；

小阿丽丝去年死了——她的坟堆成

一个雪球，蒙上了白霜。

我们探望过那准备埋她的土坑：

粘结的泥土里没干活的地方！

她躺下安睡了，没人再把她唤醒，

叫‘天亮了，阿丽丝赶快起床！’

无论晴天雨天，如果在坟旁

你侧耳倾听，阿丽丝从不哭叫；

如果见到她，一定认不出她的模样，

因为她的眼睛里显出了微笑：

她过得挺愉快，裹着布，听教堂的钟声

给她安宁，为她唱催眠曲！"

孩子们这样说，"那将是一件好事情，

如果我们早早地死去。"

五

可悲呵，可叹，孩子们！他们在追寻

生中之死，当作最好的慰藉；

他们用坟墓里面的裹尸布裹紧

自己的心，免得心儿碎裂。

走出去，孩子们，走出矿井和城市吧，

唱起来，孩子们，像小画眉一样歌唱；

大把采摘草地上漂亮的樱草花吧，

大声笑，让樱草花从指缝里撒到地上！

可是他们回答说："你们草地上的樱草花

像不像我们矿井附近的野草？

让我们安静地呆在煤层的阴影下吧，

哪管你们的欢乐多么美好！"

六

"因为呵，"孩子们说，"我们已经太累，

没力气奔跑也不能蹦跳；

要是我们想着草地，那只是因为

可以在那里躺倒，睡觉。

我们弯腰，膝盖就酸疼发颤，

我们想走，却扑面摔倒在地上；

在我们沉重下垂的眼皮下面，

最红的花儿苍白得像霜雪一样；

因为，我们整天吃力地拖运重担，

穿过地下黑暗的煤矿巷道——

要不，我们就整天在厂房里运转

铁的轮子，转得没完没了。

七

"因为，铁轮整天转着，隆隆地叫——

卷起的风吹向我们的脸，——

直到我们的心发慌，头发晕，脉搏燃烧，

四面的墙壁也在晃动打旋：

高窗外茫茫的天空在动荡摇摆，

射到墙上的长长的光线在摇曳，

天花板上爬着的黑苍蝇都转了起来，

一切都在转，整天转，我们和一切。

整天，铁轮子发出隆隆的响声，

有时候我们会这样祈祷，

‘轮子呵！’（我们迸发出疯狂的悲鸣）

‘停下！安静一天吧，至少！’"

八

是的，安静！让他们听见彼此呼吸，

哪怕一会儿，一口口气息相通！

让他们手触着手，在这少年时期，

纯洁温柔的人情水乳交融！

让他们感到这里钢铁的冷酷运转

并不是上帝塑造揭示的全部人生：

让他们活生生的灵魂表明否定这概念：

他们只是在轮子里、轮子下生存！——

钢铁的轮子依然整天在滚动奔忙，

把生活碾得粉碎，落入底层；

孩子们的灵魂呵，尽管上帝召唤向太阳，

仍在黑暗中盲目地冲撞不停。

九

我的兄弟呵，请你们嘱咐可怜的孩子们

抬头看上帝，向他祈求；

慈悲的上帝既然降福给一切别的人，

也总会给他们降福保佑。

他们回答说，"上帝是谁？铁轮在滚转，

轰响，我们的话他听得出来？

我们高声哭诉，可人类从我们身边

走过，充耳不闻，根本不理睬。

我们听不见（因为铁轮在隆隆地响）

陌生人在门边说什么话语。

那么上帝，既然有天使围着他歌唱，

还能再听到我们的泣诉？

十

"祷词中只有两个字我们记得，

在午夜那个凶险的时刻，

‘父亲，’我们在房里轻轻地这样说，

像念咒语，我们向上望着。

除了‘父亲’，我们不知道说别的什么，

我们想，有时候天使们暂停歌颂，

上帝会摘取这两个字和温柔的沉默，

把两者握在他有力的右手掌中。

‘父亲！’如果他听见了，他必定会应声

（因为人们说他慈祥和蔼）

带着纯情的微笑，俯视险峻的红尘：

‘孩子，跟我一同休息吧，快来。’

十一

"但是，不！"孩子们说，哭得更厉害，

"上帝像石头一样不言不语；

有人告诉我们，上帝的形象实在

就是命令我们拼命干活的厂主。

算了吧！"孩子们说，——"就是在天堂

也只能找到轮子般转动的黑云。

别嘲弄我们了；苦难使我们失去了信仰——

我们仰望上帝，却已经哭瞎了眼睛。"

哦，我的兄弟呵，你们可听见孩子们

在哭泣，在驳诘你们宣讲的教义？

上帝的博爱教人信奉上帝的万能，

这两者孩子们都不再深信不疑。

十二

在你们面前，孩子们哭泣，这很自然！

他们还没有奔跑就已经疲惫；

他们从没见过太阳光，更不曾看见

比太阳更灿烂的天国光辉。

他们有成人的悲伤，缺乏成人的智力；

陷入成人的绝望，没有成人的镇静；

是奴隶，没有基督教世界的自由权利，

是殉难者，极度痛苦，却毫无荣名，——

仿佛老人耗尽了精力，却无法回顾，

不能收获多少回忆的产物，——

他们是被剥夺了尘世和天堂之爱的遗孤。

让他们啼哭吧！让他们啼哭！

十三

他们苍白而凹陷的面孔向上仰视，

那些脸都显出骇人的模样，

他们使你想起他们的守护天使

在天上抬眼向上帝凝望！——

他们说，"残酷的国家呵，为了推动地球，

你将多久地踏在孩子的心上？

还将扼杀孩子的心跳，任铁蹄驰骤，

带你走向王座，在市场中央？

我们的鲜血迸溅着！堆积金元的人呵，

紫衣华衮表明了你们的道路！

但是静寂中孩子的哭泣却诅咒得深呵，

远远超过了壮汉的冲天暴怒。"

屠 岸译

76 THE CHILDREN'S HOUR

Henry Wadsworth Long fellow

Between the dark and the daylight,

When the night is beginning to lower,

Comes a pause in the day's occupations,

That is known as the Children's Hour.

I hear in the chamber above me

The patter of little feet,

The sound of a door that is opened,

And voices soft and sweet.

From my study I see in the lamplight,

Descending the broad hall stair,

Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra,

And Edith with golden hair.

A whisper, and then a silence:

Yet I know by their merry eyes

They are plotting and planning together

To take me by surprise.

A sudden rush from the stairway,

A sudden raid from the hall!

By three doors left unguarded

They enter my castle wall!

They climb up into my turret

O'er the arms and back of my chair;

If I try to escape they surround me;

They seem to be everywhere.

They almost devour me with kisses,

Their arms about me entwine,

Till I think of the Bishop of Bingen

In his Mouse-Tower on the Rhine!

Do you think, O blue-eyed banditti,

Because you have scaled the wall,

Such an old mustache as I am

Is not a match for you all!

I have you fast in my fortress,

And will not let you depart,

But put you down into the dungeon

In the round-tower of my heart.

And there will I keep you for ever

Yes, for ever and a day,

Till the walls shall crumble to ruin,

And moulder in dust away!

七十六 孩子们的时刻

亨利·瓦兹华斯·朗费罗

在日光和黑暗交替之间，

夜幕开始降落，

一天的工作暂时停止，

这是孩子的时刻。

我听见楼上房间里响着

嗒嗒的小小脚步声，

咿呀一声门儿打开，

一阵甜嫩的嗓音。

我从书房里借灯光见她们

沿大厅楼梯往下走——

阿丽丝沉静，阿蕾格拉笑着，

艾获丝金发满头。

窃窃耳语，然后静悄悄：

从她们笑眼里我知道

她们在秘密策划着怎样

抓住我，让我吓一跳。

楼梯口发出突然袭击，

大厅里开始强攻！

她们从三扇不设防的大门

进入我城堡的墙中！

爬上我椅子的靠背和扶手，

直登上我的楼台，

我想要逃走，被她们包围，

她们无处不在。

她们用亲吻几乎吞了我，

用胳臂把我缠绕，

我想起莱茵河上鼠塔里

那位宾根主教！

蓝眼睛强盗呵，你们真以为

自己爬过了墙头，

像我这样的胡子老人

就不是你们的对手！

我很快把你们锁进堡垒，

决不让你们离去，

更要把你们打入监牢——

在我的心灵深处。

我将在那里把你们守住，

永远守住，永远，

直到城堡坍塌成废墟，

化作灰尘一片！

屠 岸译

77 BABY SONG

Alf red Tennyson

What does little birdie say

In her nest at peep of day?

Let me fly, says little birdie,

Mother, let me fly away.

Birdie, rest a little longer,

Till the little wings are stronger.

So she rests a little longer,

Then she flies away.

What does little baby say

In her bed at peep of day?

Baby says, like little birdie,

Let me rise and fly away.

Baby, sleep a little longer,

Till the little limbs are stronger.

If she sleeps a little longer,

Baby too shall fly away.

七十七 婴儿歌

阿尔弗雷德·丁尼生

在窝里，在黎明时刻，

小鸟儿说些什么？

我要飞，小鸟这样讲，

妈妈呀，我要飞翔。

小鸟啊，你稍等片时，

等翅膀长得更结实。

她就稍稍等待，

然后飞出巢外。

在床上，在黎明时刻，

小宝宝说些什么？

像小鸟，宝宝说道，

我要起来，要飞跑。

宝宝啊，你再睡片时，

等手脚长得更结实。

只要她稍睡一晌，

宝宝就飞奔出房。

屠 岸译

78 THE SANDS OF DEE

Char les Kingsley①

"O Mary, go and call the cattle home,

And call the cattle home,

And call the cattle home

Across the sands of Dee"

The western wind was wild and dank with foam,

And all alone went she.

The western tide crept up along the sand,

And o' er and o' er the sand,

And round and round the sand,

As far as eye could see.

The rolling mist came down and hid the land:

And never home came she.

"Oh! is it weed, or fish, or floating hair—

A tress of golden hair,

A drowned maiden's hair

Above the nets at sea?

Was never salmon yet that shone so fair

Among the stakes on Dee."

They rowed her in across the rolling foam,

The cruel crawling foam,

The cruel hungry foam,

To her grave beside the sea:

But still the boatmen hear her call the cattle home

Across the sands of Dee.

七十八 迪河的沙滩

恰尔斯·金斯利

"啊，玛丽，去唤牛羊回家，

去唤牛羊回家，

去唤牛羊回家，

跨过迪河的沙滩"；

西风狂号，带着湿气，浪花，

她去了，孤孤单单。

西来的海潮冲上了沙岸，

冲刷又冲刷沙岸，

盖过又盖过沙岸，

望过去没边没沿。

滚来的暮霭降临大地，笼罩地面：

而她呀，一去不返。

"啊！那是水草，是鱼，是漂移的头发——

是一束金色头发，

溺水女孩的头发

在海中渔网的上面？

鲑鱼也没有这样美丽的光华

在迪河的木桩中间。"

他们把她划运过卷滚的浪涛，

那残忍的滚动的浪涛，

那残忍的饥饿的浪涛，

运她到坟墓中，在大海旁边：

可至今船夫们还听到她唤牛羊的呼叫

响彻迪河的沙滩。

屠 岸译

79 MOTHER AND BABE

Walt Whitman

I see the sleeping babe nestling the breast of its mother,

The sleeping mother and babe—hush'd, I study

them long and long.

七十九 母亲和婴儿

瓦尔特·惠特曼

我看见睡着的婴儿，在他母亲的怀中踡伏着；

睡着的母亲和婴儿——在静默中，我研究着

他们很久很久。

屠 岸译

80 GREAT, WIDE, BEAUTIFUL,

WONDERFUL WORLD

Willaim Brighty Rands①

Great, Wide, beautiful, wonderful world,

With the wonderful water round you curled,

And the wonderful grass upon your breast—

World, you are beautifully drest.

The wonderful air is over me,

And the wonderful wind is shaking the tree;

It walks on the water, and whirls the mills,

And talks to itself on the tops of the hills.

You friendly earth! how far do you go,

With the wheat-fields that nod and the rivers that flow,

With cities and gardens, and cliffs, and isles,

And people upon you for thousands of miles?

Ah, you are so great and I am so small,

I tremble to think of you, World, at all;

And yet, when I said my prayers to-day,

A Whisper inside me seemed to say,

"You are more than the earth, though you are such a dot:

You can love and think, and the earth cannot!"

八十 伟大、广阔、美丽、奇妙的世界

威廉·布莱蒂·兰兹

世界啊，你伟大、广阔、美丽、奇妙，

奇妙的海水把你环绕，

奇妙的花草在你的胸膛上生长——

世界啊，你穿着美丽的衣裳。

奇妙的气流在我的上空，

奇妙的风儿把树木晃动；

风走在水上，风转动磨坊，

风自言自语在群山顶上。

友好的大地！你伸展得多远？——

你河里流水淌，田里麦浪翻，

布满了城市，花园，峭岩，岛屿，

你身上千里万里多少人居住！

啊！你这样伟大，我这样渺小，

世界啊，我一想到你就几乎吓倒；

可是在我今天祷告的时刻，

我内心仿佛有声音悄悄地说，

"你是个小不点，却能够超过地球：

你能爱，能思索，可是地球不能够！"

屠 岸译

81 THE TOYS

Coventry P atmore①

My little Son, who look'd from thoughtful eyes

And moved and spoke in quiet grown-up wise,

Having my law the seventh time disobey'd,

I struck him, and dismiss'd

With hard words and unkiss'd,

—His Mother, who was patient, being dead.

Then, fearing lest his grief should hinder sleep,

I visited his bed,

But found him slumbering deep,

With darken'd eyelids, and their lashes yet

From his late sobbing wet.

And I, with moan,

Kissing away his tears, left others of my own;

For, on a table drawn beside his head,

He had put, within his reach,

A box of counters and a red-vein a stone,

A piece of glass abraded by the beach,

And six or seven shells,

A bottle with bluebells,

And two French copper coins, ranged there with careful art,

To comfort his sad heart.

So when that night I pray'd

To God, I wept, and said:

"Ah, when at last we lie with tranced breath,

Not vexing Thee in death,

And Thou rememberest of what toys

We made our joys,

How weakly understood

Thy great commanded good,

Then, fatherly not less

Than I whom Thou has moulded from the clay,

Thou'lt leave Thy wrath, and say,

‘I will be sorry for their childishness.’"

八十一 玩 具

考文垂·帕特莫尔

我的小儿子，带着沉思的目光，

像大人那样平静地说话行事，

已经七次违背了我订的规章，

我打了他，叫他走开些，

口气粗暴，更没有吻别，

——他的母亲有耐心，可已经去世。

后来，怕他太伤心会影响睡眠，

我走到他床前，

发现他睡得正酣，

眼睑阴暗，睫毛上面

刚才哭泣的泪痕未干。

我不禁悲声叹息，

吻去他的泪，留下我的泪滴；

原来在一张桌子上，紧挨他头边，

在够得着的距离内，他摆起

一盒假银币，一枚红纹石，

一块被海滩沙子磨损的玻璃片，

六个或七个贝壳，

一瓶子蓝铃花朵，

两枚法国铜币，精心地排成图案，

来舒展他悲伤的心田。

那天晚上，我向上帝祷告，

我不禁哭了，说道：

"啊！等我们到了弥留之际，

临死也不打搅您上帝，

而您记起了那些玩具——

我们的乐趣，

我们几乎不懂得

您掌握的伟大美德，

于是，您会像我一样慈爱——

我原是您用泥土捏出来——

您会收起愤怒，说，

‘对他们的幼稚，我感到难过。’"

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82 THE LAMPLIGHTER

Robert Louis Stevenson

My tea is nearly ready and the sun has left the sky;

It's time to take the window to see Leerie going by;

For every night at tea-time and before you take your seat,

With lantern and with ladder he comes posting up the street.

Now Tom would be a driver and Maria go to sea,

And my papa's a banker and as rich as he can be;

But I, when I am stronger and can choose what I'm to do,

O Leerie, I'll go round at night and light the lamps with you!

For we are very lucky, with a lamp before the door,

And Leerie stops to light it as he lights so many more;

And O! before you hurry by with ladder and with light,

O Leerie, see a little child and nod to him to-night!

八十二 点灯的人

罗伯特·路易斯·斯蒂文森

茶快煮好了，太阳已经西落；

这时候，可以在窗口见到李利走过身旁；

每晚，喝茶的时候，你还没就座，

李利拿着提灯和梯子走来了，把街灯点亮。

汤姆愿意当驾驶员，玛利亚想航海，

我爸是个银行家，他可以非常有钱；

可是，我长大了，让我挑选职业，

李利呵，我愿跟你去巡夜，把一盏盏街灯点燃！

只要门前有街灯，我们就很幸福，

李利点亮了许多盏，又点亮一盏在我家门口；

你手拿提灯和梯子，别忙着走过，

李利呵！今晚瞧一眼这个孩子，向他点点头！

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83 TO A CHILD DANCING IN THE WIND

William Butler Yeats①

Dance there upon the shore;

What need have you to care

For wind or water's roar?

And tumble out your hair

That the salt drops have wet;

Being young you have not known

The fool's triumph, nor yet

Love lost as soon as won,

Nor the best labourer dead

And all the sheaves to bind.

What need have you to dread

The monstrous crying of wind?

八十三 给一个迎风起舞的孩子

威廉·巴特勒·叶芝

你只管在海边舞蹈；

有什么必要害怕

狂风吼，海浪呼啸？

你只管披一头散发

让咸水浪花来打湿；

你太小，不懂蠢汉

会怎样得意，也不知

顷刻间情人会失恋，

能干的工人会死去，

把麦子捆起来多艰难。

这样子，你何必畏惧

海风怪兽般狂喊？

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84 IN THE CHILDREN'S HOSPITAL

Hugh MacDiarmid①

"Does it matter? Losing your legs?"

Siegfried Sassoon

Now let the legless boy show the great lady

How well he can manage his crutches.

It doesn't matter though the Sister objects,

"He's not used to them yet,"when such is

The will of the Princess. Come, Tommy,

Try a few desperate steps through the ward.

Then the hand of Royalty will pat your head

And life suddenly cease to be hard.

For a couple of legs are surely no miss

When the loss leads to such an honour as this!

One knows, when one sees how j ealous the rest

Of the children are, it's been all for the best! —

But would the sound of your sticks on the floor

Thundered in her skull for evermore!

八十四 在儿童医院里

休·麦克迪亚密德

"怎么样？丢了你的两条腿？"

西格弗里德·萨松

让这个缺腿的男孩向高贵的夫人

表演吧：他能够把拐杖运用自如。

有什么关系？尽管护士长不同意：

"他还没练好啊！"既然这是公主

提出的意愿。来吧，汤米，拼死

也要在病房里试着来回走几步。

王亲国戚的手会拍拍你的头，

生活一下子会变得不再那么苦。

失去两条腿显然没什么可恼，

既然因此能得到这样的荣耀！

要知道，尽管别的孩子们心中

嫉妒，这件事办得可完全成功！——

但愿那拐杖触击地板的响声

永远在她的头颅里电闪雷鸣！

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85 ON A FAVOURITE CAT, DROWNEDIN A TUB OF GOLDFISHES

Thomas Gray①

’Twas on a lofty vase's side,

Where China's gayest art had dyed

The azure flowers that blow,

Demurest of the tabby kind,

The pensive Selima, reclined,

Gazed on the lake below

Her conscious tail her joy declared:

The fair round face, the snowy beard,

The velvet of her paws,

Her coat that with the tortoise vies,

Her ears of j et, and emerald eyes,

She saw; and purr'd applause.

Still had she gazed, but'midst the tide

Two angel forms were seen to glide,

The Genii of the stream:

Their scaly armour's Tyrian hue

Through richest purple to the view

Betray'd a golden gleam.

The hapless Nymph with wonder saw:

A whisker first, and then a claw

With many an ardent wish

She stretch'd, in vain, to reach the prize——

What female heart can gold despise?

What Cat's averse to Fish?

Presumptuous maid! with looks intent

Again she stretch'd, again she bent,

Nor knew the gulf between—

Malignant Fate sat by and smiled—

The slippery verge her feet beguiled;

She tumbled headlong in!

Eight times emerging from the flood

She mew'd to every watery God

Some speedy aid to send:—

No Dolphin came, no Nereid stirr'd,

Nor cruel Tom nor Susan heard—

A favourite has no friend!

From hence, ye Beauties, undeceived,

Know one false step is ne'er retrieved,

And be with caution bold:

Not all that tempts your wandering eyes

And heedless hearts, is lawful prize,

Nor all that glisters, gold!

八十五 淹死在金鱼缸里的爱猫

托玛斯·格雷

在一只高高瓷缸的表面，

中国的工艺，彩釉鲜艳，

盛开着蓝色的花朵，

一只雌猫，端庄幽娴——

沉静的赛狸玛，趴在缸沿，

凝视着下面的湖波。

敏感的尾巴，表露愉快：

圆脸漂亮，胡须雪白，

脚掌如丝绒柔软，

外衣可以同龟甲媲美，

两耳似黑玉，两眼如翡翠，

她见了就呜呜赞叹。

她凝神注视，只见下面

有两个水中精灵出现，

像天使在自由翱翔：

鳞片形成推罗紫铠甲，

紫铠看上去富丽豪华，

还透出闪闪金光。

不幸的美女看得出了神：

胡须先一探，再把爪子伸，

充满热切的心愿，

她想去抓住猎物，没成功，——

哪个女人见黄金不心动？

哪只猫见鱼不嘴馋？

孟浪的小姐！她目不转睛，

一再伸爪子，一再躬身，

全不知下面是深渊——

命运这凶神坐一旁微笑——

脚爪子闪失，被缸沿滑倒；

她一头栽进了波澜！

她八次从水里冒出半身，

喵喵叫喊，求各路水神

快快地前来相救：——

海豚没来，海仙不露面，

苏珊和狠心的汤姆没听见——

是宠儿，怎会有朋友！

还没受骗的美人呵，醒醒，

要懂得一失足就成千古恨，

要大胆更要细心：

使人目眩心迷的诱惑

并非都可以合法取得，

闪光的不都是黄金！

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86 TO A CHILD Written in her album

William Wordsworth

Small service is true service while it lasts.

Of humblest Friends, bright Creature! scorn not one;

The Daisy, by the shadow that it casts,

Protects the lingering dew-drop from the Sun.

八十六 给一个女孩

——写在她的照相簿上

威廉·华兹华斯

坚持小小的服务是真正的服务。

聪明人！别藐视任何谦卑的友伴；

雏菊投下自己的影子来保护

流连的露珠，免得被太阳晒干。

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87 MEDDLESOME MATTY

Ann Taylor①

O How one ugly trick has spoiled

The sweetest and the best!

Matilda, though a pleasant child,

One ugly trick possessed,

Which like a cloud before the skies

Hid all her better qualities.

Sometimes she'd lift the teapot lid,

To peep at what was in it,

Or tilt the kettle, if you did

But turn your back a minute;

In vain you told her not to touch,

Her trick of meddling grew so much.

Her Grandmamma went out one day,

And by mistake she laid

Her spectacles and snuff-box gay

Too near the little maid.

‘Ah! well,’thought she,‘I'll try them on,

As soon as Grandmamma is gone.’

Forthwith she placed upon her nose

The glasses large and wide;

And looking round, as I suppose,

The snuff-box too she spied.

‘O what a pretty box is this!

I'll open it,’said little Miss.

‘I know that Grandmamma would say

"Don't meddle with it, dear";

But then she's far enough away,

And no one else is near;

Beside, what can there be amiss

In opening such a box as this?’

So thumb and finger went to work

To move the stubborn lid,

And presently a mighty jerk

The mighty mischief did;

For all at once, ah, woeful case!

The snuff came puffing in her face.

Poor eyes, poor nose, poor mouth and chin

A dismal sight presented;

And as the snuff got further in,

Sincerely she repented;

In vain she ran about for ease,

She could do nothing else but sneeze.

She dashed the spectacles away,

To wipe her tingling eyes,

And as in twenty bits they lay,

Her Grandmamma she spies;

‘Heyday! and what's the matter now?’

Cried Grandmamma, with lifted brow

Matilda, smarting with the pain,

And tingling still and sore,

Made many a promise to refrain

From ever meddling more;

And'tis a fact, as I have heard,

She ever since has kept her word.

八十七 爱瞎鼓捣的玛蒂

安·泰勒

哦，讨厌的坏习惯会损害

漂亮聪明的小孩！

玛蒂这孩子活泼可爱，

却有个坏习惯难改，

正象蓝天上一朵乌云

遮住了她的优良品性。

有时候她会掀开茶壶盖，

瞧里面有什么东西，

有时候你刚刚转身走开，

她就把水壶翻倒地；

你让她别碰东西，没效，

她可是越来越爱瞎鼓捣。

有一天她的奶奶出门去，

一时疏忽大意，

把她的眼镜和彩色鼻烟壶

忘在小姑娘那里。

孩子想："太好了！奶奶不在家，

我正好把这些东西来耍耍。"

她立刻拿起那宽大的眼镜

架上自己的鼻梁；

不出所料，她四下搜寻，

又把鼻烟壶看上。

"啊，这小壶多么可爱！"

小妞说，"我要把它打开。"

"我知道奶奶会冲我喊，

‘别碰它呀，小乖乖’；

可是这会儿她已经走远，

我身边又没旁人在；

再说，打开这么个小壶，

又算是犯了什么错误？"

于是所有的指头都使劲

去掀动紧紧的壶盖，

顽皮的动作，狠狠地一拧，

突然把盖子打开；

一下子——啊，这可惨了！

鼻烟喷得她满颊满脸了。

可怜的眼鼻嘴唇和下巴——

实在是可悲的景象；

鼻烟只管加紧刺激她，

她这才后悔懊丧；

她跑来跑去想缓解却无效；

除了打喷嚏不知道怎么好。

她把眼镜猛地扔一边，

去擦刺痛的眼睛，

眼镜成了几十块碎片，——

她见到奶奶走近；

"嗨！出了什么事故？"

奶奶喊道，眉毛直竖。

玛蒂呀，脸上还是火辣辣，

痛得好比针儿扎，

一再答应今后要听话，

不再折腾胡乱抓；

听说自从这事儿发生后，

她确实能把诺言来遵守。

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88 TODAY

Thomas Car lyle①

So here hath been dawning

Another blue day:

Think, wilt thou let it

Slip useless away?

Out of eternity

This new day is born;

into eternity

At night doth return.

Behold it aforetime

No eye ever did:

So soon it for ever

From all eyes is hid.

Here hath been dawning

Another blue day:

Think, wilt thou let it

slip useless away?

八十八 今 天

托玛斯·卡莱尔

又一个蔚蓝的晴天

随黎明来到：

想想，你可愿把它

白白浪费掉？

来自永恒的光阴，

诞生了今天；

到夜晚，它又返回

永恒的时间。

没眼睛预先看见过

它的踪影：

它很快从一切眼睛前

永远消隐。

又一个蔚蓝的晴天

随黎明来到：

想想，你可愿让它

白白地溜掉？

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89 DEDICATION ON THE GIFTOF A BOOK TO A CHILD

Hilaire Belloc

Child! do not throw this book about!

Refrain from the unholy pleasure

Of cutting all the pictures out!

Preserve it as your chiefest treasure.

Child, have you never heard it said

That you are heir to all the ages?

Why, then, your hands were never made

To tear these beautiful thick pages!

Your little hands were made to take

The better things and leave the worse ones;

They also may be used to shake

The Massive Paws of Elder Persons.

And when your prayers complete the day,

Darling, your little tiny hands

Were also made, I think, to pray

For men that lose their fairylands.

八十九 在赠给孩子的书上题辞

希雷亚·贝洛克

孩子！这本书别乱扔乱抛！

别为了不光彩的取乐胡闹

就把书中的画页都剪掉！

这本书要当作宝贝保存好。

孩子，难道你从没听说过

你是全部历史的继承者？

要知道，你的手生来就不该

把这些漂亮的书页撕破！

你一双小手生来是为了

取得美和善，拒绝丑和恶：

你的手也将用来同那些

祖先们厚实的巨手紧握。

当你用祈祷使一天终结，

亲爱的，你那一双小手，

我想，也该用来为那些

丢失了幻境的大人祈求。

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90 DEDICATION OF A CHILD'S BOOK OF IMAGINARY TALES

Hilaire Belloc

WHEREIN WRONG-DOERS SUFFER

And is it true? It is not true!

And if it was it wouldn't do

For people such as me and you,

Who very nearly all day long

Are doing something rather wrong.

九十 幻想故事小人书的题辞

希雷亚·贝洛克

那里面做错事的人吃了苦头

故事是真的吗？不是真的！

如果是真的，对这些人来说

也不是真的，比如你和我，

我们这些人差不多整日

都在于一些错误的事。

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91 A PLEA TO BOYS AND GIRLS

Robert Graves①

You learned Lear's Nonsense Rhymes by heart,

not rote;

You learned Pope's Iliad by rote, not heart;

These terms should be distinguished if you quote

My verses, children—keep them poles apart—

And call the man a liar who says I wrote

All that I wrote in love, for love of art.

九十一 辩护词：致男孩儿女孩儿们

罗伯特·格雷夫斯

你们在心里记里亚的《胡诌歌》，不死记；

却死记蒲柏的《伊利亚德》，心里记不牢；

孩子们，你们如果复诵我的诗，

必须极端分明地区别这两条。

这是撒谎；如果谁说我写诗不是

充满了爱心而是为了爱技巧。

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92 TIME, REAL AND IMAGIN ARY AN ALLEGORY

Samuel Taylor Colerige

On the wide level of a mountain's head,

(I knew not where, but twas some faery place)

Their pinions, ostrich-like, for sails outspread,

Two lovely children run an endless race,

A sister and a brother!

That far outstripp'd the other;

Yet ever runs she with reverted face,

And looks and listens for the boy behind:

For he, alas! is blind!

O'er rough and smooth with even step he pass'd,

And knows not whether he be first or last.

九十二 实际的时间和幻想的时间

一则寓言

塞缪尔·台勒·柯尔律治

在山顶，在无限广阔的峰峦之巅

（总在仙境吧，究竟在哪儿，不知道），

像鸵鸟，张开它们的翅膀当风帆，

两个孩子在永不休止地赛跑，

是可爱的姊弟，正飞奔向前！

姊姊在前头，远远地领先；

可是她一边跑，一边回头瞧后面，

瞧着、倾听着后面的弟弟追上来：

因为那弟弟呀，唉！是个盲孩！

他举步均匀，跑过崎岖和平坦，

不知道自己是落后还是占先。

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93 SOMETHING CHILDISH, BUT VERY NATURAL

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

If I had but two little wings,

And were a little feathery bird,

To you I'd fly, my dear!

But thoughts like these are idle things,

And I stay here.

But in my sleep to you I fly:

I'm always with you in my sleep!

The world is all one's own.

But then one wakes, and where am I?

All, all alone.

Sleep stays not, though a monarch bids:

So I love to wake ere break of day:

For though my sleep be gone,

Yet while'tis dark, one shuts one's lids,

And still dreams on.

九十三 有点儿稚气，可是挺自然

塞缪尔·台勒·柯尔律治

假如我是披着羽毛的小鸟，

长着两只小小的翅膀，

亲爱的，我就飞到你那儿！

不过这种想法真无聊，

我还是留在这儿。

可是睡着了，我就飞到你那儿：

睡着了，我总是跟你在一块儿！

世界，全是一个人的。

可是接着醒了，我在哪儿？

完全，完全孤零零的。

哪怕帝王下令，也留不住睡意：

所以我爱没天亮就醒：

这样，睡意尽管去，

天还暗呢，把眼睛轻闭，

好梦照样继续。

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94 THE OWL AND THE PUSSY-CAT

Edward Lear①

The OWl and the Pussy-Cat went to sea

In a beautiful pea-green boat:

They took some honey, and plenty of money

Wrapped up in a five-pound note.

The Owl looked up to the stars above,

And sang to a small guitar,

"O lovely Pussy, O Pussy, my love,

What a beautiful Pussy you are,

You are,

You are!

What a beautiful Pussy you are!"

Pussy said to the Owl,"You elegant fowl,

How charmingly sweet you sing!

Oh! let us be married; too long we have tarried:

But what shall we do for a ring?"

They sailed away, for a year and a day,

To the land where the bong-tree grows;

And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood,

With a ring at the end of his nose,

His nose,

His nose,

With a ring at the end of his nose.

"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling

Your ring?"Said the Piggy,"I will."

So they took it away, and were married next day

By the Turkey who lives on the hill.

They dined on mince and slices of quince,

Which they ate with a runcible spoon;

And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,

They danced by the light of the moon,

The moon,

The moon,

They danced by the light of the moon.

九十四 猫头鹰和小猫咪

爱德华·里亚

乘一只漂亮的嫩绿色小小船，

猫头鹰和小猫咪出海去远航：

带着蜂蜜一小罐，大把的钱，

包钱的是一张钞票五英镑。

猫头鹰仰望星星高空悬，

伴着小小的吉他把歌唱：

"可爱的小猫哟，小猫哟，我的小心肝，

小猫哟，你呀你有多漂亮，

多漂亮，

多漂亮！

小猫哟，你呀你有多漂亮！"

小猫咪对猫头鹰说："美丽的鸟儿哟，

你唱得多么迷人多么甜！

哦，咱俩结婚吧；不能再等啦：

可一枚戒指怎样才能到手边？"

整整一年零一天，他们去得远，

来到个长着"当当"树的好地方，

有只小猪崽在林子里面站起来，

一枚戒指挂在鼻尖上，

鼻尖上，

鼻尖上，

一枚戒指挂在鼻尖上。

"小猪儿乖，我出一角钱，你愿不愿

把戒指卖给我？"小猪说："这好办"。

他们买走了金指环，结婚就在第二天，

还有山上的火鸡来相伴。

他们手里拿有利刃的三齿叉，

吃着榅桲果的薄薄片和百果馅；

手把手来搀，双双站在沙滩边，

他们在月光下面舞翩翩，

舞翩翩，

舞翩翩，

他们在月光下面舞翩翩。

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95 THE JUMBLIES

Edward Lear

They went to sea in a sieve, they did;

In a sieve they went to sea:

In spite of all their friends could say,

On a winter's morn, on a stormy day,

In a sieve they went to sea.

And when the sieve turned round and round,

And every one cried,"You'll all be drowned!"

They called aloud,"Our sieve ain't big;

But we don't care a button, we don't care a fig:

In a sieve we'll go to sea!"

Far and few, far and few,

Are the lands where the Jumblies live:

Their heads are green, and their hands are blue;

And they went to sea in a sieve.

They sailed away in a sieve, they did,

In a sieve they sailed so fast,

With only a beautiful pea-green veil

Tied with a ribbon, by way of a sail,

To a small tobacco-pipe mast.

And every one said who saw tnem go,

"Oh! won't they be soon upset you know?

For the sky is dark, and the voyage is long;

And, happen what may, it's extremely wrong

In a sieve to sail so fast."

Far and few, far and few,

Are the lands where the Jumblies live:

Their heads are green, and their hands are blue;

And they went to sea in a sieve.

The water it soon came in, it did;

The water it soon came in:

So, to keep them dry, they wrapped their feet

In a pinky paper all folded neat;

And they fastened it down with a pin.

And they passed the night in a crockery-jar;

And each of them said,"How wise we are!

Though the sky be dark, and the voyage be long,

Yet we never can think we were rash or wrong,

While round in our sieve we spin.

Far and few, far and few,

Are the lands where the Jumblies live:

Their heads are green, and their hands are blue;

And they went to sea in a sieve.

And all night long they sailed away;

And when the sun went down,

They whistled and warbled a moony song

To the echoing sound of a coppery gong,

In the shade of the mountains brown.

"O Timballoo! How happy we are

When we live in a sieve and a crockery-jar!

And all night long, in the moonlight pale,

We sail away with a pea-green sail

In the shade of the mountains brown."

Far and few, far and few,

Are the lands where the Jumblies live:

Their heads are green, and their hands are blue;

And they went to sea in a sieve.

They sailed to the Western Sea, they did,—

To a land all covered with trees:

And they bought an owl, and a useful cart,

And a pound of rice, and a cranberry-tart,

And a hive of silvery bees;

And they bought a pig, and some green jackdaws,

And a lovely monkey with lollipop paws,

And seventeen bags of edelweiss tea,

And forty bottles of ring-bo-ree,

And no end of Stilton cheese.

Far and few, far and few,

Are the lands where the Jumblies live:

Their heads are green, and their hands are blue;

And they went to sea in a sieve.

And in twenty years they all came back, —

In twenty years or more;

And every one said,"How tall they've grown!

For they've been to the Lakes, ＆ the Torrible

Zone

And the hills of the Chankly Bore."

And they drank their health, and gave them a

feast

Of dumplings made of beautiful yeast;

And every one said,"If we only live,

We, too, will go to sea in a sieve,

To the hills of the Chankly Bore."

Far and few, far and few,

Are the lands where the Jumblies live:

Their heads are green, and their hands are blue;

And they went to sea in a sieve.

九十五 乱糟糟的小人儿

爱德华·里亚

他们去远航，乘一只细筛，可不；

他们乘着筛子出海去远航；

不管伙伴们怎样来说道，

在冬天一清早，迎着大风暴，

他们乘着筛子出海去远航。

那只筛子团团转，团团转，

人人都叫喊："你们都得被水淹！"

他们大声叫："我们的筛子小；

可我们不管怎么着，不管那一套：

我们要乘着筛子出海去远航！"

在远方，远远的，

乱糟糟小人儿就住在那块好地方：

他们的头绿绿的，他们的手蓝蓝的；

他们乘着筛子出海去远航。

他们乘着筛子出海去远航，可不，

他们在海上乘风又破浪，

一路上，他们只带着纱巾一小块，

嫩绿色的，真漂亮，用丝带

系在烟斗做的小小桅杆上。

看他们出发的人们都在把心担：

"哦！他们会不会马上就翻船？

眼下天空漆漆黑，道路长又长；

赶上出什么事，乘着筛子去远航——

这可实在是个坏主张。"

在远方，远远的，

乱糟糟小人儿就住在那块好地方：

他们的头绿绿的，他们的手蓝蓝的；

他们乘着筛子出海去远航。

筛子里很快进了水，可不；

海水很快进到了筛子里：

为了不弄湿，他们拿了张粉红纸，

叠整齐，用来把脚丫包严实，

再用一只别针别仔细。

他们度过了黑夜在瓦罐里；

"我们真聪明！"人人都得意：

"尽管天这么黑，路又那么远，

我们还在筛子里面打转转，

没觉得做错了或者太性急。"

在远方，远远的，

乱糟糟小人儿就住在那块好地方：

他们的头绿绿的，他们的手蓝蓝的；

他们乘着筛子出海去远航。

长夜漫漫长，他们出海去远航；

太阳落山岗，他们的口哨响，

声悠扬，把那月亮的曲子来歌唱，

棕色山脉的阴影罩身上，

铜锣一般的声音在回荡。

"廷巴噜！住在筛子和瓦罐里，

哦！我们的心呀多欢喜！

长夜漫漫长，笼罩着淡淡的月亮光，

我们把嫩绿色的布帆高高扬，

在棕色山脉的阴影下面去远航。"

在远方，远远的，

乱糟糟小人儿就住在那块好地方：

他们的头绿绿的，他们的手蓝蓝的，

他们乘着筛子出海去远航。

他们航行去到西大洋，可不——

到了个长满树木的好地方：

他们买了只猫头鹰，一辆小推车，

还买了一磅香稻米和酸果果，

又买了一只银色蜜蜂箱；

买了几只绿寒鸦，一头小猪娃，

一只可爱的小猴猴，有着棒糖爪，

十七包火绒草做成的茶叶末，

"亮玻璃"还在四十个瓶子里搁，

还有多多的干酪阵阵香。

在远方，远远的，

乱糟糟小人儿就住在那块好地方：

他们的头绿绿的，他们的手蓝蓝的；

他们乘着筛子出海去远航。

二十年过去啦，他们全都回了家——

二十年，或许还要长；

大家都这么说："瞧他们长高了这许多！

他们去过恐怖国，见过大湖泊，

还有钦克利波浪的小山岗。"

他们开盛宴，举杯祝康健，

吃着漂亮的酵母做成的汤团面；

人人都开口讲："要是我们也活得长，

我们也要乘着筛子去远航，

去那钦克利波浪的小山岗。"

在远方，远远的，

乱糟糟小人儿就住在那块好地方：

他们的头绿绿的，他们的手蓝蓝的；

他们乘着筛子出海去远航。

屠 笛译

96 THE LAND OF COUNTERPANE

Robert Louis Stevenson

When I was sick and lay a-bed,

I had two pillows at my head,

And all my toys beside me lay

To keep me happy all the day.

And sometimes for an hour or so

I watched my leaden soldiers go,

With different uniforms and drills,

Among the bed-clothes, through the hills;

And sometimes sent my ships in fleets

All up and down among the sheets;

Or brought my trees and houses out,

And planted cities all about.

I was the giant great and still

That sits upon the pillow-hill,

And sees before him,dale and plain,

The pleasant land of counterpane.

九十六 被子的大地

罗伯特·路易斯·斯蒂文森

我病了，只好躺在床上，

垫两个枕头在脑袋下方，

一件件玩具都在我身边，

叫我整天都快活，喜欢。

有时候，用一个钟头光景

我瞧着铅制的兵丁行军，

他们穿着不同的军装，

操练在被褥铺成的山岗；

有时候，我让一队队舰只

在床单的海洋上破浪行驶，

要不就搬走树木和房子，

在床上筑起一座座城市。

我是个伟大的严肃的巨灵，

在枕头叠成的山上坐镇，

凝视着面前的平原和山谷，

守着这一片被子的国土。

屠 岸 方谷绣译

97 BLOCK CITY

R obert Louis Stevenson

What are you able to build with your blocks?

Castles and palaces, temples and docks

Rain may keep raining, and others go roam,

But I can be happy and building at home.

Let the sofa be mountains, the carpet be sea,

There I'll establish a city for me:

A kirk and a mill and a palace beside,

And a harbour as well where my vessels may ride.

Great is the palace with pillar and wall,

A sort of a tower on the top of it all,

And steps coming down in an orderly way

To where my toy vessels lie safe in the bay.

This one is sailing and that one is moored:

Hark to the song of the sailors on board!

And see on the steps of my palace, the kings

Coming and going with presents and things!

Now I have done with it, down let it go!

All in a moment the town is laid low

lock upon block lying scattered and free,

What is there left of my town by the sea?

Yet as I saw it, I see it again,

The kirk and the palace, the ships and the men,

And as long as I live and where'er I may be,

I'll always remember my town by the sea.

九十七 积木城

罗伯特·路易斯·斯蒂文森

你用积木能搭出什么来？

圣堂，码头，官殿，城堡。

让雨下吧，让别人去逛吧，

我可愉快地在家里营造。

把沙发当山，把地毯当海，

我给自己盖一座城市：

城边是教堂、磨坊、官殿，

港口停泊着我的船只。

雄伟的宫殿，有柱子，围墙，

一座塔搭在宫殿的顶端，

一段台阶整齐地铺下来，

直铺到我的船避风的海湾。

这条船航行，那条船停泊：

听，甲板上水手们在歌唱！

看，宫殿的台阶上，国王们

拿着礼品和珍宝来来往往！

我已经搭完了，把它推倒吧！

整个城市一下子倒地。

一块块积木横七竖八，

我那海边的城市在哪里？

我见过它，所以我又见到它：

教堂和官殿，居民和船只，

只要我活着，不论我去哪儿，

我永远惦念我海边的城市。

屠 岸 方谷绣译

98 WYNKEN, BLYNKEN, AND NOD

Eug ene Field①

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night

Sailed off in a wooden shoe—

Sailed on a river of crystal light,

Into a sea of dew.

"Where are you going, and what do you wish?"

The old moon asked the three.

"We have come to fish for the herring-fish

That live in this beautiful sea;

Nets of silver and gold have we!"

Said Wynken, Blynken, and Nod.

The old moon laughed and sang a song

As they rocked in the wooden shoe,

And the wind that sped them all night long

Ruffled the waves of dew.

The little stars were the herring-fish

That lived in that beautiful sea—

"Now cast your nets wherever you wish—

But never afeard are we";

So cried the stars to the fishermen three:

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod.

And all night long their nets they threw

For the fish in the twinkling foam—

Then down from the sky came the wooden shoe,

Bringing the fishermen home;

’Twas all so pretty a sail, it seemed

As if it could not be;

And some folks thought'twas a dream they'd

dreamed

Of sailing that beautiful sea—

But I shall name you the fishermen three:

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod.

Wynken, Blynken, are two little eyes,

And Nod is a little head,

And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies

Is a wee one's trundle-bed.

So shut your eyes while Mother sings

Of wonderful sights that be,

And you shall see the beautiful things

As you rock in the misty sea,

Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three ：

Wynked, Blynken, and Nod.

九十八

，眨眨，和瞌睡

尤金·费尔德

，眨眨和瞌睡在夜里

乘着木鞋去远航——

航行在水晶玻璃光河里，

驶进露水的海洋。

"你们上哪儿去？有什么意图？"

月亮婆婆问他们仨。

"我们到这儿来钓鱼，钓鲱鱼，

美丽的海是鲱鱼的家；

我们把金网银网撒！"

答话的是，眨眨，和瞌睡。

月亮婆婆笑了，唱着歌儿，

他们仨在木鞋里颠簸，

整夜吹送他们的风儿

吹起了露水的轻波。

一群群小星星都是鲱鱼

在美丽的海洋里嬉耍——

"你们的鱼网只管撒去——

我们可绝不害怕"；

星星们这样嚷，冲着渔夫仨，

他们是，眨眨，和瞌睡。

他们整夜向闪光的海洋

撒网去捕捉鲱鱼——

可木鞋随即从天上下降，

把渔夫们带回家去；

这是一次美妙的远航，

看来似乎不可能；

有人想，他们是进入了梦乡，

到美丽的天海去旅行——

我可要给三个渔夫命名，

叫你们，眨眨，和瞌睡。

和眨眨是小眼睛一双，

瞌睡是小小的头，

登天航行的木鞋是一张

小囡床，能推着走。

闭下你的眼，听妈妈歌唱，

唱出奇妙的景象，

你就能见到美丽的风光——

当你在雾海里晃荡，

旧木鞋把三个渔夫摇晃——

他们是，眨眨，和瞌睡。

屠 岸译

99 THE PIED PIPER OF HAMELINA CHILD'S STORY

Robert Browning①

Ⅰ

Hamelin Town's in Brunswick,

By famous Hanover city；

The river Weser, deep and wide,

Washes its wall on the southern side;

A pleasanter spot you never spied;

But, when begins my ditty,

Almost five hundred years ago,

To see the townsfolk suffer so

From vermin, was a pity.

Ⅱ

Rats!

They fought the dogs, and killed the cats,

And bit the babies in the cradles,

And ate the cheeses out of the vats,

And licked the soup from the cooks'own ladles,

Split open the kegs of salted sprats,

Made nests inside men's Sunday hats,

And even spoiled the women's chats,

By drowning their speaking

With shrieking and squeaking

In fifty different sharps and flats.

Ⅲ

At last the people in a body

To the Town Hall came flocking:

‘Tis clear,’cried they, ‘our Mayor's a noddy;

And as far our Corporation—shocking

To think we buy gowns lined with ermine

For dolts that can't or won't determine

What's best to rid us of our vermin!

You hope, because you're old and obese,

To find in the furry civic robe ease?

Rouse up, Sirs! Give your brains a racking

To find the remedy we're lacking,

Or, sure as fate, we'll send you packing! ’

At this the Mayor and Corporation

Quaked with a mighty consternation.

Ⅳ

An hour they sate in council,

At length the Mayor broke silence:

‘For a guilder I'd my ermine gown sell;

I wish I were a mile hence!

It's easy to bid one rack one's brain—

I'm sure my poor head aches again

I've scratched it so, and all in vain.

Oh for a trap, a trap, a trap! ’

Just as he said this, what should hap

At the chamber door but a gentle tap?

‘Bless us,’ cried the Mayor, ‘what's that? ’

(With the Corporation as he sat,

Looking little though wondrous fat;

Nor brighter was his eye, nor moister

Than a too-long-opened oyster,

Save when at noon his paunch grew mutinous

For a plate of turtle green and glutinous)

‘Only a scraping of shoes on the mat?

Anything like the sound of a rat

Makes my heart go pit-a-pat!’

Ⅴ

‘Come in!’—the Mayor cried, looking bigger:

And in did come the strangest figure!

His queer long coat from heel to head

Was half of yellow and half of red;

And he himself was tall and thin,

With sharp blue eyes, each like a pin,

And light loose hair, yet swarthy skin,

No tuft on cheek nor beard on chin,

But lips where smiles went out and in—

There was no guessing his kith and kin!

And nobody could enough admire

The tall man and his quaint attire:

Quoth one; ‘It's as my great-grand-sire,

Starting up at the Trump of Doom's tone,

Had walked this way from his painted tomb

stone!’

Ⅵ

He advanced to the council-table:

And, ‘Please your honours,’said he, ‘I'm able,

By means of a secret charm to draw

All creatures living beneath the sun,

That creep or swim or fly or run,

After me so as you never saw!

And I chiefly use my charm

On creatures that do people harm,

The mole and toad and newt and viper;

And people call me the Pied Piper.’

(And here they noticed round his neck

A scarf of red and yellow stripe,

To match with his coat of the selfsame cheque;

And at the scarf's end hung a pipe;

And his fingers, they noticed, were ever straying

As if impatient to be playing

Upon this pipe, as low it dangled

Over his vesture so old-fangled.)

‘Yet,’ said he,‘poor piper as I am,

In Tartary I freed the Cham,

Last June, from his huge swarms of gnats;

I eased in Asia the Nizam

Of a monstrous brood of vampyre-bats:

And as for what your brain bewilders,

If I can rid your town of rats

Will you give me a thousand guilders?’

‘One? fifty thousand!’—was the exclamation

Of the astonished Mayor and Corporation.

Ⅶ

Into the street the Piper stept,

Smiling first a little smile,

As if he knew what magic slept

In his quiet pipe the while;

Then, like a musical adept,

To blow the pipe his lips he wrinkled,

And green and blue his sharp eyes twinkled

Like a candle-flame where salt is sprinkled;

And ere three shrill notes the pipe uttered,

You heard as if an army muttered;

And the muttering grew to a grumbling;

And the grumbling grew to a mighty rumbling;

And out of the houses the rats came tumbling.

Great rats, small rats, lean rats, brawny rats,

Brown rats, black rats, grey rats, tawny rats,

Grave old plodders, gay young friskers,

Fathers, mothers, uncles, cousins,

Cocking tails and pricking whiskers,

Families by tens and dozens,

Brothers, sisters, husbands, wives—

Followed the Piper for their lives.

From street to street he piped advancing,

And step for step they followed dancing,

Until they came to the river Weser

Wherein all plunged and perished!

Save one who, stout as Julius Caesar,

Swam across and lived to carry

(As he,. the manuscript he cherished)

To Rat-land home his commentary:

Which was, ‘At the first shrill notes of the pipe,

I heard a sound as of scraping tripe,

And putting apples, wondrous ripe,

Into a cider-press's gripe:

And a moving away of pickle-tub-boards,

And a leaving ajar of conserve-cup-boards,

And a drawing the corks of train-oil-flasks,

And a breaking the hoops of butter-casks;

And it seemed as if a voice

(Sweeter far than by harp or by psaltery

In breathed) called out, Oh rats, rejoice!

The world is grown to one vast drysaltery!

So, munch on, crunch on, take your

nuncheon,

Breakfast, supper, dinner, luncheon!

And just as a bulky sugar-puncheon,

All ready staved, like a great sun shone

Glorious scarce an inch before me,

Just as methought it said, Come, bore me!

—I found the Weser rolling o'er me.’

Ⅷ

You should have heard the Hamelin people

Ringing the bells till they rocked the steeple.

‘Go,’ cried the Mayor, ‘and get long poles!

Poke out the nests and block up the holes!

Consult with carpenters and builders,

And leave in our town not even a trace

Of the rats!’—when suddenly, up the face

Of the Piper perked in the marketplace,

With a, 'First, if you please, my thousand guilders!'

Ⅸ

A thousand guilders! The Mayor looked blue;

So did the Corporation too.

For council dinners made rare havoc

With Claret, Moselle, Vin-de-Grave, Hock;

And half the money would replenish

Their cellar's biggest butt with Rhenish.

To pay this sum to a wandering fellow

With a gipsy coat of red and yellow!

‘Beside,’ quoth the Mayor with a knowing wink,

‘Our business was done at the river's brink;

We saw with our eyes the vermin sink,

And what's dead can't come to life, I think.

So, friend, we're not the folks to shrink

From the duty of giving you something for drink,

And a matter of money to put in your poke;

But as for the guilders, what we spoke

Of them, as you very well know, was in joke.

Beside, our losses have made us thrifty.

A thousand guilders! Come, take fifty!’

Ⅹ

The piper's face fell, and he cried,

‘No trifling! I can't wait, beside!

I've promised to visit by dinner time

Bagdat, and accept the prime

Of the Head-Cook's pottage, all he's rich in,

For having left, in the Caliph's kitchen,

Of a nest of scorpions no survivor—

With him I proved no bargain-driver,

With you, don't think I'll bate a stiver!

And folks who put me in a passion

May find me pipe to another fashion.’

Ⅺ

‘How?’ cried the Mayor, ‘d'ye think I'll brook

Being worse treated than a Cook?

Insulted by a lazy ribald

With idle pipe and vesture piebald?

You threaten us, fellow? Do your worst,

Blow your pipe there till you burst!’

Ⅻ

Once more he stept into the street;

And to his lips again

Laid his long pipe of smooth straight cane;

And ere he blew three notes (such sweet

Soft notes as yet musician's cunning

Never gave the enraptured air)

There was a rustling, that seemed like a bustling

Of merry crowds justling at pitching and hustling,

Small feet were pattering, wooden shoes clattering,

Little hands clapping and little tongues chattering,

And, like fowls in a farm-yard when barley is sca

ttering,

Out came the children running.

All the little boys and girls,

With rosy cheeks and flaxen curls,

And sparkling eyes and teeth like pearls,

Tripping and skipping, ran merrily after

The wonderful music with shouting and laughter.

ⅩⅢ

The Mayor was dumb, and the Council stood

As if they were changed into blocks of wood,

Unable to move a step, or cry

To the children merrily skipping by—

And could only follow with the eye

That joyous crowd at the Piper's back.

But how the Mayor was on the rack,

And the wretched Council's bosoms beat,

As the Piper turned from the High Street

To where the Weser rolled its waters

Right in the way of their sons and daughters!

However he turned from South to West,

And to Koppelberg Hill his steps addressed,

And after him the children pressed;

Great was the joy in every breast.

‘He never can cross that mighty top!

He's forced to let the piping drop,

And we shall see our children stop!’

When, lo, as they reached the mountain's side,

A wondrous portal opened wide,

As if a cavern was suddenly hollowed;

And the Piper advanced and the children followed,

And when all were in to the very last,

The door in the mountain-side shut fast.

Did I say, all? No! One was lame,

And could not dance the whole of the way;

And in after years, if you would blame

His sadness, he was used to say,—-

‘It' s dull in our town since my playmates left!

I can't forget that I'm bereft

Of all the pleasant sights they see,

Which the Piper also promised me.

For he led us, he said, to a joyous land,

Joining the town and just at hand,

Where waters gushed and fruit-trees grew,

And flowers put forth a fairer hue,

And everything was strange and new;

The sparrows were brighter than peacocks here,

And their dogs outran our fallow deer,

And honey-bees had lost their stings,

And horses were born with eagles’wings:

And just as I became assured

My lame foot would be speedily cured,

The music stopped and I stood still,

And found myself outside the Hill,

Left alone against my will,

To go now limping as before,

And never hear of that country more!’

ⅩⅣ

Alas, alas for Hamelin!

There came into many a burgher's pate

A text which says, that Heaven's Gate

Opes to the Rich at as easy rate

As the needle' s eye takes a camel in!

The Mayor sent East, West, North and South,

To offer the Piper, by word of mouth,

Wherever it was men's lot to find him,

Silver and gold to his heart's content,

If he' d only return the way he went,

And bring the children behind him.

But when they saw’twas a lost endeavour,

And Piper and dancers were gone for ever,

They made a decree that lawyers never

Should think their records dated duly

If, after the day of the month and year,

These words did not as well appear,

‘And so long after what happened here

On the Twenty-second of July,

Thirteen hundred and seventy-six.’

And the better in memory to fix

The place of the children's last retreat,

They called it, the Pied Piper's Street—

Where any one playing on pipe or tabor

Was sure for the future to lose his labour.

Nor suffered they hostelry or tavern

To shock with mirth a street so solemn;

But opposite the place of the cavern

They wrote the story on a column,

And on the great Church-Window painted

The same, to make the world acquainted

How their children were stolen away;

And there it stands to this very day.

And I must not omit to say

That in Transylvania there's a tribe

Of alien people that ascribe

The outlandish ways and dress

On which their neighbours lay such stress,

To their fathers and mothers having risen

Out of some subterraneous prison

Into which they were trepanned

Long time ago in a mighty band

Out of Hamelin town in Brunswick land,

But how or why, they don't understand.

ⅩⅤ

So, Willy, let me and you be wipers

Of scores out with all men—especially pipers:

And, whether they pipe us free from rats or from

mice,

If we've promised them aught, let us keep our

promise.

九十九 哈默林的花衣吹笛人

——儿童故事

罗伯特·布朗宁

一

哈默林市在布伦瑞克，

在著名城市汉诺威的近侧；

威悉河水，又深又宽广，

冲洗着它的南面的城墙；

你找不到比它更可爱的地方；

但是，当我唱起这支歌，

想起大约五百年前

市民们深受兽害的熬煎，

我真感到难过。

二

耗子闹

耗子袭击狗，弄死猫，

咬啮摇篮里的孩子，

吃掉缸里贮存的乳酪，

舔食厨师勺里的汤汁，

咬破小桶，把咸鲱鱼乱叼，

在男人的星期日礼帽里做窝巢，

甚至破坏女人们闲聊：

五十种不同的升半音降半音

组成的叽叽吱吱的尖叫声

把女人谈话的声音淹没掉。

三

最后，市民们来自全市，

成群结队地到了市政厅，

他们喊："很清楚，市长是白痴；

至于市政府，更骇人听闻，

我们买貂皮礼服给傻蛋，

他们却无能又不下决心于

为我们把耗子的祸害连根铲！

你们又老又肥胖，你们想

穿着皮袍子过悠闲的时光？

醒来，老爷们！该运用脑袋，

找出个我们找不出的办法来，

要不然，一准叫你们卷铺盖！"

这时候市长和市政府议员

都浑身发抖，狼狈不堪。

四

他们开会，静坐一小时，

最后市长打破了沉默：

"我想把皮袍子卖了，换钱使；

我本来不想在这里呆着！

叫人家动脑筋，说说不难——

我肯定，我的头痛又犯，

我抓挠头皮，还是没法办。

哦，来个捕鼠机，捕鼠机！"

他正说着——发生了什么事？

是谁在门上轻轻敲击？

"天哪！"市长叫，"什么声音？"

（同全体议员一起，他坐定，

看上去矮小，却胖得惊人；

比起张开得太久的牡蛎，

他眼睛不亮，也不更润湿，

除非到中午他肚子提抗议，

要一盘粘汁的新鲜甲鱼吃）

"只是一声鞋子蹭垫席？

只要是老鼠活动的声息

就吓得我卜卜心跳不已！"

五

"进来！"市长叫，像个大高个：

于是走进了一位怪家伙！

他从头到脚穿一套长外衣，

半身红来半身黄，真希奇；

这个人个子老高又精瘦，

敏锐的蓝眼睛，像两只针尖头，

头发蓬松松，皮肤黑黝黝，

颊边下巴上，都没胡子留，

笑容却时隐时现在嘴唇口——

他是哪方人，谁也猜不透！

没有哪个人会满心羡慕

这个高个子和那身怪衣服：

有人说："倒像我的曾祖父

被末日审判的号声惊起，

从彩绘的墓石下走到了这里！"

六

他走到会议桌前便开口：

"尊敬的先生们，办法我有，

我能用秘密的法术招引

太阳光下的÷斧种活生灵

或者爬或者游或者飞或者奔——

跟我走，我们没见过这光景！

这法术我主要用来制服

那些为害人类的活物，

像鼹鼠、蟾蜍、蝾螈、蝰蛇等;

人们叫我花衣吹笛人。"

（他们注意到他脖子上有围巾，

上面是红黄两色的条子

跟方格花纹的外衣挺相称;

围巾的末端挂着一支笛子;

他的手指像迫不及待,

总想把笛子演奏起来,

这笛子低低地垂挂晃悠

在那件老式的外衣前头.)

"是的，"他说，"我是个穷笛手,

去年六月，鞑靼国可汗得救,

是我引走了大群的蚊虫;

我让亚洲一位国王自由，

免除了帮吸血蝠的进攻

你们的脑子也不用为难，

我如果为你们灭鼠成功，

能不能付给我一千块钱？"

吃惊的市长和议员们大呼：

"一千？五万也可以支付！"

七

吹笛人向大街迈开步伐，

先在脸上微微地一笑，

仿佛他知道有什么魔法

正在沉默的笛子里睡觉；

然后，像一个音乐行家，

他卷起嘴唇，吹起横笛，

锐眼里蓝绿的光彩熠熠，

像是向烛焰撒上了盐粒；

尖锐的笛音没响到三声，

就听到象一支军队在低鸣；

咕哝变成了大声嘟囔，

嘟嚷又变成雷鸣轰响，

耗子们打着滚奔出了民房。

大耗子，小耗子，精瘦的，强壮的，

黑耗子，灰耗子，棕色的，褐黄的，

严肃的老龙钟，欢快的年轻娃，

父亲，母亲，叔叔，表兄，

竖起了胡子，翘起了尾巴，

成百上千个耗子家庭，

兄弟，姊妹，妻子，丈夫——

没命地跟着吹笛人奔去。

吹着笛，他走过一条条街道，

耗子们步步紧跟，跳跃舞蹈，

他们走到了威悉河边，

都跳进河里，统统死光！

——只有一只，像凯撒般强健，

游到对岸，活着带上

他的记录，给鼠国家乡

（他把手稿小心收藏）：

记录说："尖锐的笛声一鸣，

我仿佛听见了刮牛肚的声音，

又像是苹果，熟透甜润，

往榨果汁的机器里塞进：

又听见拿走腌肉缸的木盖，

让果酱橱门稍稍打开，

拔去海鱼油瓶的软木塞，

叫黄油桶的围箍裂开来；

听起来好象有一个嗓音

（比竖琴或萨泰里琴声更悠扬）

在呼叫：哦，作乐吧，耗子们！

全世界已成了巨大的腌鱼场！

嚼吧，啃吧，把点心吞咽！

吃早饭，晚饭，午餐，正餐！

白糖一大桶，满身是窟窿眼，

像个大太阳，就在我眼前，

发出光来金灿灿，红彤彤，

我想它会说，来给我打洞！

——威悉河已在我头顶汹涌。"

八

你该听到哈默林的市民

敲响了钟声，震荡着钟楼顶。

"去，"市长叫"找来长杆子！

把耗子窝捣毁，把耗子洞堵死！

跟木匠和建筑师一同商量，

不让在本市留下一丁点

耗子的痕迹！"——忽然在市场上，

吹笛人一脸的喜气洋洋，

说道，"请付我一千块钱！"

九

一千块！市长顿时变了脸；

议员们的脸色也同样不好看

市府宴会的排场破天荒，

要各种名牌酒浇灌肥肚肠；

花五百就可以重新用美酒

把窖里的大酒桶注满填够。

岂能付给他这么一笔钱——

这穿着吉普赛花衣的流浪汉

"此外，"市长会意地眨眼睛，

"咱们的事儿结束在河滨；

我们亲眼见耗子们丧了命，

我想，已死的不可能复生。

朋友，我们不会不负责

给你一点酒浆来解渴，

再给点钱装进你的钱袋；

至于我们说过的一千块，

那是开玩笑，你也挺明白。

再说，损失教我们节俭。

一千？！来，拿五十块钱！"

十

吹笛人沉下脸来，大声：

"别开玩笑！我不能久等！

我答应就去巴格达访问，

接受宴请，有美味佳羹，

由首席厨师亲手制出，

因为我曾为哈里发的御厨

把一窝蝎子彻底清除——

我不是讨价还价的商贾，

你们连一分钱也休想少付！

谁要是惹得我怒火升高，

会听到我吹奏另一支曲调！"

十一

"怎么？"市长叫，"我岂能忍耐

你待我比对待厨子更坏？

下流的懒汉，破笛子，烂衣服，

竟敢把我市长来侮辱？

你要挟？好，使你的鬼办法，

吹笛吧，一直吹到你肚子炸！"

十二

他向大街又一次走去；

在他的嘴边又一次

搁上那笔直光滑的长笛，

还没吹三声（从没有乐师

奏出过如此美妙的乐音，

使空中充满了喜悦欢欣）

就听到沙沙响，看来是一大帮

快活的小家伙，又挤又推闹嚷嚷，

小脚踢踢踏踏，木鞋呱哒呱哒，

小手劈劈啪啪，小嘴叽叽喳喳，

像给鸡在场上撒了麦粒一大把，

从屋里奔出了所有的小娃娃。

男孩和女孩，一个不落，

红喷喷的脸颊，金灿灿的卷发，

光闪闪的眼睛，珍珠般的门牙，

欢天喜地，跟着奇妙的笛声奔跑，

蹦蹦跳跳，又叫又笑。

十三

市长目瞪口呆，议员们

仿佛变成了木头一根根，

挪不动步子，喊不出声音

对那些欢跳着走过的娃娃们——

只能眼睁睁看着孩子群

兴高彩烈地尾随着吹笛人。

市长心头剧烈地疼，

可怜的议员们胸口卜卜跳，

因为吹笛人已从主街道

转向威悉河水滚滚流，

他们的儿女恰恰在跟着走！

不过他又从南向西转，

他迈步走向柯佩尔堡山，

他身后孩子们紧紧挤向前；

个个都欢天喜地乐无边。

"他绝对爬不过那座高山头，

他势必不能把笛子再吹奏，

我们将看见孩子们会停留！"

正当他们走到半山腰，

一扇神奇的门打开了，瞧！

好像突然开了一个洞；

吹笛人走进去，孩子们向里涌

待他们全部进入山里，

山腰的大门便紧紧关闭。

说全部？不！有一个是瘸腿，

一路上他不能老是跳舞；

在后来的岁月里，如果你责备

他愁眉苦脸，他常常倾诉，—

"玩伴们走了，城里真无聊！

我念念不忘，我永远见不到

玩伴们能见到的一切奇观，

吹笛人答应我也能看见。

他说要带我们去一方乐土，

连接着本市，就在近处，

那儿喷泉涌，果树遍地，

花朵的颜色美丽得出奇，

一切都新鲜而不可思议；

麻雀比这儿的孔雀更夺目，

狗跑起来快过这儿的鹿，

蜜蜂没有蛰人的刺，

马生来就长着老鹰的翅；

正当我得到保证挺可靠，

说我的瘸腿很快能治好，

笛声不响了，我停步站立，

发现自己没进入山里，

被留了下来，我真不愿意，

我现在跟以前一样瘸腿，

那乐土再没听说过一回！"

十四

可悲呀，可悲，哈默林市！

许多市民的脑子都想起

圣经说天堂的大门开启，

凡是富人想进去就好比

骆驼穿过针眼般容易！

市长向东西南北派人

给那位吹笛人捎去口信，

无论在哪里有幸找到他，

可以满足他金银钱财，

只要他从去路重新回来，

把跟他走的儿童送回家。

等他们发现一切都白干，

吹笛人和孩子们一去不复返，

他们就命令律师们这么办：

一切案卷上签署日期，

除写明某日某月某年，

还须把如下的文字加添：

"离一千三百七十六年

七月二十二日发生的事

又过了多少多少时间。"

他们为了更好地纪念

孩子们最后消隐的地点，

把那里命名为"花衣吹笛人大街"

无论谁在那里打鼓弄笛，

准定会失掉就业的权利。

他们不允许酒肆狂欢

干扰这条街道的肃穆；

在山腰开过的洞门对面

竖起铭刻这故事的石柱，

把故事再绘上教堂的窗子，

使得全世界都能熟知

他们的儿童怎样被骗走；

刻的画的至今还存留。

我不能不说的事儿还有：

在特兰西瓦尼亚有一个部族

是异邦民族的一支分部，

他们那外地的习俗和服饰

曾引起邻人们分外的重视，

他们把这些归因于父母，

说自己的先祖来自地狱，

长久以前就被人诱入，

先祖原是一大群男女，

来自哈默林，可是他们

自己也不清楚事情的究竟。

十五

那么，威利，让我们动手

跟一切人，特别是吹笛人，解除冤仇：

只要他们吹笛为我们免去鼠祸，

我们就应当信守我们的承诺。

屠 岸译

①这首诗是作者写给一个名叫威利的孩子看的。

100 GOBLIN MARKET

Christina G eorgina Rossetti①

Morning and evening

Maids heard the goblins cry:

"Come buy our orchard fruits,

Come buy, come buy:

Apples and quinces,

Lemons and oranges,

Plump unpecked cherries,

Melons and raspberries,

Bloom-down-cheeked peaches,

Swart-headed mulberries,

Wild free-born cranberries,

Crab apples, dewberries,

Pine-apples, blackberries,

Apricots, strawberries;—

All ripe together

In summer weather,—

Morns that pass by,

Fair eves that fly;

Come buy, come buy:

Our grapes fresh from the vine,

Pomegranates full and fine,

Dates and sharp bullaces,

Rare pears and greengages,

Damsons and bilberries,

Taste them and try:

Currants and gooseberries,

Bright-fire-like barberries,

Figs to fill your mouth,

Citrons from the South,

Sweet to tongue and sound to eye;

Come buy, come buy."

Evening by evening

Among the brookside rushes,

Laura bowed her head to hear,

Lizzie veiled her blushes:

Crouching close together

In the cooling weather,

With clasping arms and cautioning lips,

With tingling cheeks and finger tips.

"Lie close," Laura said,

Pricking up her golden head:

"We must not look at goblin men,

We must not buy their fruits:

Who knows upon what soil they fed

Their hungry thirsty roots? "

"Come buy,"call the goblins

Hobbling down the glen.

"Oh," cried Lizzie, "Laura, Laura,

You should not peep at goblin men."

Lizzie covered up her eyes,

Covered close lest they should look;

Laura reared her glossy head,

And whispered like the restless brook:

"Look, Lizzie, look, Lizzie,

Down the glen tramp little men.

One hauls a basket,

One bears a plate,

One lugs a golden dish

Of many pounds weight.

How fair the vine must grow

Whose grapes are so luscious;

How warm the wind must blow

Through those fruit bushes."

"No," said Lizzie: "No, no, no;

Their offers should not charm us,

Their evil gifts would harm us."

She thrust a dimpled finger

In each ear, shut eyes and ran:

Curious Laura chose to linger

Wondering at each merchant man.

One had a cat's face,

One whisked a tail,

One tramped at a rat's pace,

One crawled like a snail,

One like a wombat prowled obtuse and furry,

One like a ratel tumbled hurry skurry.

She heard a voice like voice of doves

Cooing all together:

They sounded kind and full of loves

In the pleasant weather.

Laura stretched her gleaming neck

Like a rush-imbedded swan,

Like a lily from the beck,

Like a moonlit poplar branch,

Like a vessel at the launch

When its last restraint is gone.

Backwards up the mossy glen

Turned and trooped the goblin men,

With their shrill repeated cry,

"Come buy, come buy."

When they reached where Laura was

They stood stock still upon the moss,

Leering at each other,

Brother with queer brother;

Signalling each other,

Brother with sly brother.

One set his basket down,

One reared his plate;

One began to weave a crown

Of tendrils, leaves, and rough nuts brown

(Men sell not such in any town);

One heaved the golden weight

Of dish and fruit to offer her:

"Come buy, come buy," was still their cry.

Laura stared but did not stir,

Longed but had no money:

The whisk-tailed merchant bade her taste

In tones as smooth as honey,

The cat-faced purr'd,

The rat-paced spoke a word

Of welcome, and the snail-paced even was heard;

One parrot-voiced and jolly

Cried "Pretty Goblin" still for "Pretty Polly";—

One whistled like a bird.

But sweet-tooth Laura spoke in haste:

"Good folk, I have no coin;

To take were to purloin:

I have no copper in my purse,

I have no silver either,

And all my gold is on the furze

That shakes in windy weather

Above the rusty heather."

"You have much gold upon your head,"

They answered all together:

"Buy from us with a golden curl."

She clipped a precious golden lock,

She dropped a tear more rare than pearl,

Then sucked their fruit globes fair or red:

Sweeter than honey from the rock,

Stronger than man-rejoicing wine,

Clearer than water flowed that juice;

She never tasted such before,

How should it cloy with length of use?

She sucked and sucked and sucked the more

Fruits which that unknown orchard bore;

She sucked until her lips were sore;

Then flung the emptied rinds away

But gathered up one kernel stone,

And knew not was it night or day

As she turned home alone.

Lizzie met her at the gate

Full of wise upbraidings:

"Dear, you should not stay so late,

Twilight is not good for maidens;

Should not loiter in the glen

In the haunts of goblin men.

Do you not remember Jeanie,

How she met them in the moonlight,

Took their gifts both choice and many,

Ate their fruits and wore their flowers

Plucked from bowers

Where summer ripens at all hours?

But ever in the moonlight

She pined and pined away;

Sought them by night and day,

Found them no more but dwindled and grew grey;

Then fell with the first snow,

While to this day no grass will grow

Where she lies low:

I planted daisies there a year ago

That never blow.

You should not loiter so."

"Nay, hush,"said Laura:

"Nay, hush, my sister:

I ate and ate my fill,

Yet my mouth waters still;

Tomorrow night I will

Buy more:" and kissed her:

"Have done with sorrow;

I'll bring you plums tomorrow

Fresh on their mother twigs,

Cherries worth getting;

You cannot think what figs

My teeth have met in,

What melons icy-cold

Piled on a dish of gold

Too huge for me to hold,

What peaches with a velvet nap,

Pellucid grapes without one seed:

Odorous indeed must be the mead

Whereon they grow, and pure the wave they drink

With lilies at the brink,

And sugar-sweet their sap."

Golden head by golden head,

Like two pigeons in one nest

Folded in each other's wings,

They lay down in their curtained bed:

Like two blossoms on one stem,

Like two flakes of new-fall'n snow,

Like two wands of ivory

Tipped with gold for awful kings.

Moon and stars gazed in at them,

Wind sang to them lullaby,

Lumbering owls forbore to fly,

Not a bat flapped to and fro

Round their nest:

Cheek to cheek and breast to breast

Locked together in one nest.

Early in the morning

When the first cock crowed his warning,

Neat like bees, as sweet and busy,

Laura rose with Lizzie:

Fetched in honey, milked the cows,

Aired and set to rights the house,

Kneaded cakes of whitest wheat,

Cakes for dainty mouths to eat,

Next churned butter, whipped up cream,

Fed their poultry, sat and sewed;

Talked as modest maidens should:

Lizzie with an open heart,

Laura in an absent dream,

One content, one sick in part;

One warbling for the mere bright day's delight,

One longing for the night.

At length slow evening came:

They went with pitchers to the reedy brook;

Lizzie most placid in her look,

Laura most like a leaping flame.

They drew the gurgling water from its deep;

Lizzie plucked purple and rich golden flags,

Then turning homewards said: "The sunset flushes

Those furthest loftiest crags;

Come, Laura, not another maiden lags,

No wilful squirrel wags,

The beasts and birds are fast asleep."

But Laura loitered still among the rushes

And said the bank was steep.

And said the hour was early still,

The dew not fall'n, the wind not chill:

Listening ever, but not catching

The customary cry,

"Come buy, come buy,"

With its iterated jingle

Of sugar-baited words:

Not for all her watching

Once discerning even one goblin

Racing, whisking, tumbling, hobbling;

Let alone the herds

That used to tramp along the glen,

In groups or single,

Of brisk fruit-merchant men.

Till Lizzie urged, "O Laura, come;

I hear the fruit-call but I dare not look:

You should not loiter longer at this brook:

Come with me home.

The stars rise, the moon bends her arc,

Each glowworm winks her spark,

Let us get home before the night grows dark:

For clouds may gather

Though this is summer weather,

Put out the lights and drench us through;

Then if we lost our way what should we do?"

Laura turned cold as stone

To find her sister heard that cry alone,

That goblin cry,

"Come buy our fruits, come buy."

Must she then buy no more such dainty fruit?

Must she no more such succous pasture find,

Gone deaf and blind?

Her tree of life drooped from the root:

She said not one word in her heart's sore ache;

But peering thro'the dimness, nought discerning,

Trudged home, her pitcher dripping all the way;

So crept to bed, and lay

Silent till Lizzie slept;

Then sat up in a passionate yearning,

And gnashed her teeth for baulked desire, and wept

As if her heart would break.

Day after day, night after night,

Laura kept watch in vain

In sullen silence of exceeding pain.

She never caught again the goblin cry:

"Come buy, come buy;"—

She never spied the goblin men

Hawking their fruits along the glen:

But when the noon waxed bright

Her hair grew thin and grey;

She dwindled, as the fair full moon doth turn

To swift decay and burn

Her fire away.

One day remembering her kernel-stone

She set it by a wall that faced the south;

Dewed it with tears, hoped for a root,

Watched for a waxing shoot,

But there came none;

It never saw the sun,

It never felt the trickling moisture run:

While with sunk eyes and faded mouth

She dreamed of melons, as a traveller sees

False waves in desert drouth

With shade of leaf-crowned trees,

And burns the thirstier in the sandful breeze.

She no more swept the house,

Tended the fowls or cows,

Brought water from the brook:

But sat down listless in the chimney-nook

And would not eat.

Tender Lizzie could not bear

To watch her sister's cankerous care

Yet not to share.

She night and morning

Caught the goblins'cry:

"Come buy our orchard fruits,

Come buy, come buy: "—

Beside the brook, along the glen,

She heard the tramp of goblin men,

The voice and stir

Poor Laura could not hear;

Longed to buy fruit to comfort her,

But feared to pay too dear.

She thought of Jeanie in her grave,

Who should have been a bride;

But who for joys brides hope to have

Fell sick and died

In her gay prime,

In earliest Winter time,

With the first glazing rime,

With the first snow-fall of crisp Winter time.

Till Laura dwindling

Seemed knocking at Death's door:

Then Lizzie weighed no more

Better and worse;

But put a silver penny in her purse,

Kissed Laura, crossed the heath with clumps of

furze

At twilight, halted by the brook:

And for the first time in her life

Began to listen and look.

Laughed every goblin

When they spied her peeping:

Came towards her hobbling,

Flying, running, leaping,

Puffing and blowing,

Chuckling, clapping, crowing,

Clucking and gobbling,

Mopping and mowing,

Full of airs and graces,

Pulling wry faces,

Demure grimaces,

Cat-like and rat-like,

Ratel and wombat-like,

Snail-paced in a hurry,

Parrot-voiced and whistler,

Helter skelter, hurry skurry,

Chattering like magpies,

Fluttering like pigeons,

Gliding like fishes,—

Hugged her and kissed her:

Squeezed and caressed her:

Stretched up their dishes,

Panniers, and plates:

"Look at our apples

Russet and dun,

Bob at our cherries,

Bite at our peaches,

Citrons and dates,

Grapes for the asking,

Pears red with basking

Out in the sun,

Plums on their twigs;

Pluck them and suck them,

Pomegranates, figs."—

"Good folk,"said Lizzie,

Mindful of Jeanie:

"Give me much and many:"

Held out her apron,

Tossed them her penny.

"Nay, take a seat with us,

Honour and eat with us,"

They answered grinning:

"Our feast is but beginning.

Night yet is early,

Warm and dew-pearly,

Wakeful and starry:

Such fruits as these

No man can carry;

Half their bloom would fly,

Half their dew would dry,

Half their flavour would pass by.

Sit down and feast with us,

Be welcome guest with us,

Cheer you and rest with us."—

"Thank you," said Lizzie: "But one waits

At home alone for me:

So without further parleying,

If you will not sell me any

Of your fruits though much and many,

Give me back my silver penny

I tossed you for a fee."—

They began to scratch their pates,

No longer wagging, purring,

But visibly demurring,

Grunting and snarling.

One called her proud,

Cross-grained, uncivil;

Their tones waxed loud,

Their looks were evil.

Lashing their tails

They trod and hustled her,

Elbowed and jostled her,

Clawed with their nails,

Barking, mewing, hissing, mocking,

Tore her gown and soiled her stocking,

Twitched her hair out by the roots,

Stamped upon her tender feet,

Held her hands and squeezed their fruits

Against her mouth to make her eat.

White and golden Lizzie stood,

Like a lily in a flood,—

Like a rock of blue-veined stone

Lashed by tides obstreperously,—

Like a beacon left alone

In a hoary roaring sea,

Sending up a golden fire,—

Like a fruit-crowned orange-tree

White with blossoms honey-sweet

Sore beset by wasp and bee,—

Like a royal virgin town

Topped with gilded dome and spire

Close beleaguered by a fleet

Mad to tug her standard down.

One may lead a horse to water,

Twenty cannot make him drink.

Though the goblins cuffed and caught her,

Coaxed and fought her,

Bullied and besought her,

Scratched her, pinched her black as ink,

Kicked and knocked her,

Mauled and mocked her,

Lizzie uttered not a word;

Would not open lip from lip

Lest they should cram a mouthful in:

But laughed in heart to feel the drip

Of juice that syrupped all her face,

And lodged in dimples of her chin,

And streaked her neck which quaked like curd.

At last the evil people

Worn out by her resistance

Flung back her penny, kicked their fruit

Along whichever road they took,

Not leaving root or stone or shoot;

Some writhed into the ground,

Some dived into the brook

With ring and ripple,

Some scudded on the gale without a sound,

Some vanished in the distance.

In a smart, ache, tingle,

Lizzie went her way;

Knew not was it night or day;

Sprang up the bank, tore thro' the furze,

Threaded copse and dingle,

And heard her penny jingle

Bouncing in her purse,—

Its bounce was music to her ear.

She ran and ran

As if she feared some goblin man

Dogged her with gibe or curse

Or something worse:

But not one goblin skurried after,

Nor was she pricked by fear;

The kind heart made her windy-paced

That urged her home quite out of breath with

haste

And inward laughter.

She cried "Laura," up the garden,

"Did you miss me?

Come and kiss me.

Never mind my bruises,

Hug me, kiss me, suck my juices

Squeezed from globin fruits for you,

Goblin pulp and goblin dew.

Eat me, drink me, love me;

Laura, make much of me:

For your sake I have braved the glen

And had to do with goblin merchant men."

Laura started from her chair,

Flung her arms up in the air,

Clutched her hair:

"Lizzie, Lizzie, have you tasted

For my sake the fruit forbidden?

Must your light like mine be hidden,

Your young life like mine be wasted,

Undone in mine undoing

And ruined in my ruin,

Thirsty, cankered, goblin-ridden?"—

She clung about her sister,

Kissed and kissed and kissed her:

Tears once again

Refreshed her shrunken eyes,

Dropping like rain

After long sultry drouth;

Shaking with aguish fear, and pain,

She kissed and kissed her with a hungry mouth.

Her lips began to scorch,

That juice was wormwood to her tongue,

She loathed the feast:

Writhing as one possessed she leaped and sung,

Rent all her robe, and wrung

Her hands in lamentable haste,

And beat her breast.

Her locks streamed like the torch

Borne by a racer at full speed,

Or like the mane of horses in their flight,

Or like an eagle when she stems the light

Straight toward the sun,

Or like a caged thing freed,

Or like a flying flag when armies run.

Swift fire spread through her veins, knocked at

her heart,

Met the fire smouldering there

And overbore its lesser flame;

She gorged on bitterness without a name:

Ah! fool, to choose such part

Of soul-consuming care!

Sense failed in the mortal strife:

Like the watch-tower of a town

Which an earthquake shatters down,

Like a lightning-stricken mast,

Like a wind-uprooted tree

Spun about,

Like a foam-topped waterspout

Cast down headlong in the sea,

She fell at last;

Pleasure past and anguish past,

Is it death or is it life?

Life out of death.

That night long Lizzie watched by her,

Counted her pulse's flagging stir,

Felt for her breath,

Held water to her lips, and cooled her face

With tears and fanning leaves:

But when the first birds chirped about their eaves,

And early reapers plodded to the place

Of golden sheaves,

And dew-wet grass

Bowed in the morning winds so brisk to pass,

And new buds with new day

Opened of cup-like lilies on the stream,

Laura awoke as from a dream,

Laughed in the innocent old way,

Hugged Lizzie but not twice or thrice;

Her gleaming locks showed not one thread of grey,

Her breath was sweet as May

And light danced in her eyes.

Days, weeks, months, years

Afterwards, when both were wives

With children of their own;

Their mother-hearts beset with fears,

Their lives bound up in tender lives;

Laura would call the little ones

And tell them of her early prime,

Those pleasant days long gone

Of not-returning time:

Would talk about the haunted glen,

The wicked, quaint fruit-merchant men,

Their fruits like honey to the throat

But poison in the blood;

(Men sell not such in any town:)

Would tell them how her sister stood

In deadly peril to do her good,

And win the fiery antidote:

Then joining hands to little hands

Would bid them cling together,

"For there is no friend like a sister

In calm or stormy weather;

To cheer one on the tedious way,

To fetch one if one goes astray,

To lift one if one totters down,

To strengthen whilst one stands,"

一○○ 小妖精集市

克里斯蒂娜·乔治娜·罗塞蒂

在清晨，在傍晚，

女孩们听见妖精在叫卖：

"来买我们园里的好果果，

来买来买快来买：

苹果、榅桲果，

柠檬和香橙，

没被鸟啄的樱桃鼓鼓圆，

山莓好，瓜儿甜，

蜜桃的颊上有粉霜，

一串串桑葚紫黑色，

到处野生的越橘果，

花红和露莓，

菠萝、黑刺莓；

杏儿和草莓；——

如今夏天好气候，

所有的果子全熟透，——

晨光不等候，

夜色飞得快；

来买来买快来买：

藤上摘下的鲜葡萄，

饱满的石榴真正好，

海枣和尖尖的小洋李，

希罕的梨子和青梅子，

西洋李和乌饭果，

来试一试，尝一尝，

大醋栗，小醋栗，

红酸果，亮得像团火，

无花果，塞满你的嘴，

香橼子，南方来，

眼看好漂亮，舌尝好滋味；

来买来买快来买。

"

每天每天到黄昏，

在溪边，灯芯草中间，

罗拉低头细细听，

丽西遮住羞红的脸：

这会儿是凉飕飕的天气，

她俩紧紧偎依在一起，

胳臂挽胳臂，告诫在嘴边，

寒冷刺痛了面颊和手指尖。

"挨紧点，"罗拉开了口，

伸直了她那金发的头：

"咱们决不能看一眼小妖精，

他们的水果咱们决不能买：

他们用什么样的土壤来培育

饥渴的果树根？谁明白？"

妖精们一瘸一拐下山谷，

"来买呀！"他们叫。

丽西大声说，"啊，罗拉，罗拉，

那些个小妖精，你千万不能瞧！"

丽西捂住了自己的眼，

捂得紧紧的，不让眼睛瞧；

罗拉抬起有丝光头发的头，

像不停的溪流般低声道：

"瞧呀，丽西，瞧呀，丽西，

小小的妖精正向峡谷里去。

一个妖精拖着只篮子，

一个妖精背着只盘子，

一个妖精使劲地拉着

一只好几磅重的金碟子。

葡萄藤品种一定好，

才长出这么甜美的葡萄串；

风儿吹向果树梢，

一定温煦又和暖。"

"不不不，"丽西说，"不能要；

别让他们的果品把我们迷住，

他们的果品会害我们，有毒。"

她用摁瘪的手指头塞紧

两只耳朵，闭着眼跑远：

罗拉却逗留不走，好奇心

使她想看看每一个小商贩。

一个，有一张猫的白颊，

一个，挥动着尾巴，

一个，走着耗子的步伐，

一个，像蜗牛那样爬，

一个，像毛茸茸的笨袋熊四处把猎物寻找，

一个，像蜜獾慌乱地一路摔倒。

她听见一个声音好像是

许多鸽子一齐咕咕叫：

那声音是在令人愉快的天气里

充满爱意温柔的软语调。

罗拉伸长她白得发亮的颈脖，

像只被灯芯草包围的天鹅，

像朵小溪畔生长的百合，

像白杨树枝在月光下婆娑，

像只下水的船舶，

最后的约束已经摆脱。

倒退着，上了长满青苔的山谷，

妖精们转身，成群地走过来，

他们尖声叫，不断地重复：

"来买来买快来买。"

他们走到罗拉呆着的地方，

就一动不动地站在青苔上，

斜着眼彼此瞧瞧，

兄弟带着古怪的弟兄；

彼此发出个暗号，

兄弟带着狡猾的弟兄。

一个家伙放下了竹篮，

一个家伙举起了托盘，

一个家伙用卷须，树叶，还有

皱裂的棕色核桃来编织王冠

（任何市镇都没有这样的货色出售）；

一个家伙吃力地举起沉重的金盘子，

把水果送到她面前：

"来买快来买"，他们还是这样喊。

罗拉目不转睛地看，可是不动弹，

渴望着买呀，可是没有钱：

甩尾巴的贩子请她尝一尝，

语调悦耳像蜜糖，

猫脸的贩子呜呜叫，

走耗子步子的贩子也说道：

欢迎！连蜗牛般爬的家伙说话也听得到；

一个快活的家伙有鹦鹉的嗓音，

不喊"可爱的鹦鹉"却老喊"可爱的妖精"；

一个家伙像鸟一样吹口哨。

伶牙俐齿的罗拉连忙开了口：

"好人儿，我一个钱也没有；

伸手拿就是当小偷：

我的口袋里没有铜板，

我也没有银元，

我所有的金子全在荆豆花上，

荆豆花在赭色石南树的上方，

随着风儿在摇荡。"

"有那么多黄金长在你头上，"

他们齐声回答：

"买我们的东西，只用你一卷金发。"

她剪下珍贵的金发一綹，

让赛过珍珠的眼泪直流，

然后她吸吮那白嫩鲜红滚圆的水果：

比岩上采来的蜂蜜甜得多，

香得胜过男人喜爱的醇酒，

果汁流淌，比水更清澈；

这样的美味她从来没尝过，

多多的享受，她可曾吃够？

她吸吮，吸吮，吸吮了多少个

从神秘莫测的果园里长出的水果；

她吸吮到嘴唇痛又酸；

她把吃剩的果皮扔一边，

却把一颗果核拣在手，

不知道现在是夜晚还是白天，

独个儿回身往家走。

丽西跟她碰头在大门口，

明智地把她来谴责：

"亲爱的，你不该逗留得这么久，

对于女孩子，黄昏不是好时刻；

你不该在山谷里游荡，

去到妖精们常去的地方。

难道你不记得珍妮曾经

在月光下面遇见了妖精，

拿了他们精选的礼物许多，

吃了他们的水果，戴上了他们

从树荫底下采来的花朵——

那时候夏季已经成熟在每个时刻？

可是就在月光下面

她变得憔悴又憔悴；

她寻找妖精，在白天，在夜晚，

再也找不到，自己枯萎了，脸色发灰；

初雪下降，她倒在地上，

直到今天没有草儿生长

在她被埋葬的地方：

一年前在那里我把雏菊栽上，

雏菊却永远没花儿开放。

你不该在那里游荡。"

"不，别作声，"罗拉说，

"不，别作声，姊姊哟：

我吃呀吃呀吃了个够，

可是我的口水还在流；

明天晚上我还要走

去买更多的果："她吻了姊姊的脸：

"实在对不起，真抱歉；

明儿我给你带回

刚从母枝上摘下的鲜梅，

值得尝尝的樱桃美味；

你无法想象我的牙齿咬过

怎样好吃的无花果，

还有冰一样凉爽的甜瓜

在金子做的碟子里堆着，

我抱不住那碟子，它太大，

还有长一层柔细茸毛的蜜桃，

透明的没核儿的葡萄：

这些果树一定在芬芳的草地上

生长，吸饮着纯净的水浪，

水边有百合花生长，

花汁甜得像白糖。"

金发的头挨着金发的头，

像两只鸽子在一个窝里头，

互相用翅膀抱着对方，

她俩在挂着帐幔的床上躺下，

像两朵茎上的鲜花，

像两片刚落的雪花，

像两支象牙权杖，

顶端装饰着黄金，归威严的国王。

月亮和星星探身向她们凝望，

风儿把催眠曲向她们歌唱，

行动笨拙的猫头鹰忍耐着不再飞翔，

没有一只蝙蝠拍着翅膀来往

围绕着她们的住房：

面颊挨面颊，胸膛靠胸膛，

在一个窝里互相紧紧依傍。

早早的，在清晨，

第一声鸡叫唤醒了人们，

像蜜蜂那样灵巧，那样忙碌，可爱，

罗拉跟着丽西起身：

把蜂蜜收进来，挤牛奶，

给室内通空气，把房间理整齐，

用精白的面粉来作糕饼

供娇小的嘴巴吃肚里，

接着制作黄油，掼奶油，

给家禽喂饲料，坐下来，缝衣裳；

像端庄的姑娘那样把话讲：

丽西心胸坦荡，

罗拉心不在焉作梦想，

一个满足，一个有点儿发愁；

一个只为白天的喜悦展歌喉，

一个把夜晚来渴求。

黄昏终于慢慢地来临：

她俩带着水罐走到芦苇丛生的小溪边；

丽西看上去非常平静，

罗拉像一朵猛烈跳动的火焰。

她们从深处汲取汩汩的流水；

丽西采摘紫色和金黄的鸢尾花，

转身回家去，说："落日的余辉

映红了最远处高耸的山崖；

走吧，罗拉，别的女孩都已经回家，

没有任性的松鼠在摇尾巴，

走兽飞禽都已经安睡。"

但罗拉还在灯芯草丛里磨蹭，

说什么河岸真险峻。

罗拉说什么时光还早，

晚风还不冷，露水还没降下来：

她老是倾听，可是听不到

惯常的叫卖：

"来买来买快来买"——

声音像铃铛，一遍又一遍，

甜言蜜语把人来诱骗：

不管她怎样注意看，

无论奔跑的，甩尾的，跌交的，瘸腿的，

连一个妖精也没看出来；

更甭说那一大帮，

总是沿着山谷走来的，

结队行，或者单个上，

那些个活蹦乱跳的水果商。

终于丽西催："罗拉呀，走；

我听见叫卖水果可不敢瞧他们：

你不该在溪边再逗留：

跟我回家门。

星星升，月儿弯，

萤火虫儿一闪又一闪，

别等夜晚漆黑咱们快快把家还：

尽管现在是夏季，

乌云会聚集，

遮住星光把咱俩全身淋个遍，

咱俩要是迷了路，那该怎么办？"

罗拉变得像石头般冷，

她发觉只有姊姊听见叫卖声，

那妖精的叫卖，

"来买水果快来买。"

想必她再也买不到这些美味的水果？

想必她再也找不到那充满浆汁的草场，

变得又聋又盲？

她的生命之树从根部凋萎：

她心里痛苦，一句话也不说；

把目光穿过黑暗，什么也看不见，

艰难地走回家，她的水罐一路漏着水；

爬上床，躺下来，

静静的，直到丽西入睡；

罗拉坐起来，怀着热烈的渴念，

因愿望得不到满足而咬牙，流泪，

仿佛她的心就要破碎。

一天天，一夜夜，

罗拉守望着，毫无结果，

极端痛苦，抑郁沉默。

她再没有听到妖精的叫卖：

"来买来买快来买；"——

她再没有发现妖精们

沿着山谷兜售他们的果品：

中午时刻阳光灿烂，

她的头发却变得稀疏灰暗；

她萎缩了，像美丽的满月

很快地由盈变亏，她的火焰

逐渐熄灭。

一天她想起了她那颗果核，

她把它栽在朝南的墙角；

用泪水浇灌它，盼它长出根株，

注视着，希望冒出棵嫩苗，

不过这只是空想；

果核从来没见过阳光，

也从来没感到过泪水流淌：

她两眼凹陷，嘴唇枯萎，

梦见了甜瓜，像旅人在沙漠大荒

看见了海市蜃楼的流水，

上有树冠的浓荫遮盖，

可沙漠风一吹旅人更加焦渴难耐。

她不再打扫房间，

不再照看鸡鸭和牛群，

不再取蜂蜜，不再做面饼，

不再去打水在小溪边：

只是坐在壁炉旁，没一点力气，

不想吃东西。

好心的丽西不忍心看见

妹妹那腐蚀心灵的忧烦

自己却不能分担。

她无论在早晨，在夜晚，

都听见妖精在叫卖：

"来买我们园里长出的好果果，

来买来买快来买："——

挨着小溪，沿着山谷，

她听见妖精们的脚步，

那声音，那扰攘，

可怜的罗拉听不见；

丽西真想去买水果来安慰妹妹，

又怕价钱太昂贵。

她想起了坟墓里的珍妮姑娘，

她原本要做新娘；

可是为了得到新娘应得的幸福，

她反而病倒，死亡，

死在她青春欢悦的时刻，

在冬季最初来到的时刻，

刚下了第一场亮晶晶的白霜，

刚下了第一场清冷冬雪的时光。

罗拉一天天凋败，

看上去已把死神的大门敲响：

于是丽西不再掂量

后果是好还是坏；

她把一枚银币放进小钱袋，

吻了罗拉，便穿过荆棘丛生的荒地，

在黄昏时分，停在小溪边：

有生以来第一次

开始听和看。

妖精们发现她在窥视，

全都哈哈笑起来：

拥向她，有的一瘸一拐，

有的飞，有的跳，有的奔驰，

急促地呼吸，喘不过气来，

暗自笑，拍着手，高兴地叫，

咯咯地喊，唠里唠叨，

做鬼脸，扮怪相，

一个个作势又装腔，

扭歪了脸庞，

作古正经地现出怪模样，

猫咪的相，耗子的样，

蜜獾的形，袋熊的状，

蜗牛的步子挺匆忙，

鹦鹉的嗓子，口哨响，

手忙脚乱，慌里慌张，

像喜鹊那样叽叽喳喳闹嚷嚷，

像鸽子那样拍动翅膀，

像鱼那样滑翔，——

拥抱她，亲吻她：

挤捏她，抚摸她：

递上她们的碟子，盘子，

举起他们的篓子，篮子：

"瞧瞧我们的苹果，

深红色，赤褐色，

来咬我们的樱桃，

吃一口我们的蜜桃，

香橼和海枣，

你想要的葡萄，

梨子，在太阳光下

晒成了红色，

连枝带叶的鲜梅；

来摘取果子，来吸吮汁水，

还有石榴和无花果类。"——

"好人儿，"丽西说，

心里没忘记珍妮：

"给我水果，我要很多很多："——

她把围裙端起，

扔给他们一枚银币。

"不，跟我们一起排排坐，

请赏光，跟我们一起吃果果，"

他们龇牙咧嘴地回答丽西：

"我们的宴会刚刚开始。

今晚时光还早，

天气暖和，露珠闪耀，

星光高照，叫人不想睡觉：

像这样的水果，

没有人能够带到；

果面的粉霜一半就要飞跑，

果上的水珠一半就要干掉，

果子的鲜味一半就要失效。

跟我们一起排排坐吃果果，

愿你做个受我们欢迎的来客，

跟我们一同歇息一齐乐。"——

"谢谢你们，"丽西说："有人儿一个在家里等着我：

咱们用不着再商谈，

如果你们的水果一只也不卖给我

（虽然你们有很多很多），

那就把银币还给我，

那是我扔给你们的水果钱。"——

他们开始抓挠自己的头皮，

不再摇尾巴，呜呜叫，

但是明显地表示不同意，

不满地咕哝，粗鲁地咆哮。

一个妖精嚷嚷说她太骄傲，

脾气不好没礼貌；

他们的嗓门越来越高，

现出一副副凶恶的相貌。

猛烈地甩动着尾巴，

他们踩她，推搡她，

用胳膊肘挤她，撞她，

用爪子乱抓，

汪汪叫，喵喵叫，嘶嘶叫，嘲笑她，

撕破她的裙服，弄脏她的长袜，

揪她的头发猛地连根拔，

在她柔嫩的脚上踩踏，

抓住她的手，对准她的嘴巴

塞他们的水果，要她吃下。

丽西站着，白皮肤金头发，

像水中的一朵百合花，——

像一块礁石布满蓝色的纹理，

受到喧闹的潮水猛烈的冲击，——

像一座孤独的灯塔

在怒号的灰色大海中挺立，

高举着一支金色的火把，——

像一棵挂满果子的橘树，

披一身蜜甜的白花，

在黄蜂和蜜蜂的围攻下受苦，——

象一座庄严的处女城市，

高耸出镀金的穹顶和尖塔，

一支舰队把她紧紧围住，

疯狂地要扯下她的旗帜。

一个人能牵马到水洼，

二十个人没法强迫他饮水。

虽然妖精们用巴掌打她，抓她，

哄她，殴打她，

恳求她，威吓她，

抓挠她，拧得她皮肤发黑，

踢她，敲打她，

打伤她，嘲笑她，

丽西却不说一句话；

她不想张开嘴巴，

免得他们给她嘴里塞进一大把：

她心里笑着感到脸上

涂满的果汁在流淌，

有的果汁在她的笑窝里存放，

有的一条条挂在她凝乳般颤动的脖子上。

最后，这些邪恶的家伙，

被她的抵制弄得精疲力尽，

扔还她的银币，踢他们的水果，

沿着他们走的一条条路径，

没留下一条根，一支苗，一颗核；

有的妖精曲身钻进地底，

有的跳水潜入小溪，

留下一圈水纹一点涟漪，

有的乘风飞去，没一丝声息，

有的在远处销声匿迹。

像针扎一样刺痛，浑身疼，

丽西走上自己的归程；

不知道现在天黑还是天明；

跳上斜坡，冲过荆豆花丛，

在矮林和幽谷里穿行，

听见她的银币弹跳

在钱袋里，发出响声，——

钱币的弹跳是音乐，直冲她的耳鼓。

她跑啊跑啊跑，

仿佛她害怕总有个妖精

在跟踪她，一路嘲笑又诅咒，

或者做着更坏的事情：

但是并没有妖精急急追赶在后头，

她也没有被恐怖抓住；

是她那善良的心促使她风一样快

赶回家去，奔得透不过气来，

却笑在心头。

她喊"罗拉，"进入园门，

"你可想我？

快来吻我。

别管我身上的伤痕，

抱紧我，吻我，吸吮果汁，

挤在我身上的妖精果汁给你吃，

妖精的果子肉和妖精的果子露，

吃我，喝我，爱我；

罗拉，把我咬个够，舔个透：

为了你，我冒险走进了山谷，

跟他们打交道，那些小妖精商人。"

罗拉从椅子上跳起，

向空中伸开两臂，

一把抓住自己的头发：

"丽西，丽西，你可曾为我去吃了那禁果？

难道你的容光要跟我一样变暗，

你的青春要跟我一样遭摧残，

我闯了祸，你也要受灾难，

我凋落，你也要凋落，

饥渴，萎黄，被妖精蛊惑？"——

她把姊姊紧紧地搂住，

吻她吻她再吻她：

泪水又一度

苏润了她萎陷的眼珠，

经过了长久的干旱灼热，

她泪如雨下；

她颤抖，心中痛苦，苦恼，害怕，

她用饥饿的嘴唇吻她又吻她。

她的嘴唇开始枯焦，

那果汁是她口舌痛苦的根源，

她憎恨那次飨宴：

像着了魔似的扭动身子，她又唱又跳，

扯破了长袍，绞着两手，

心急火燎，可悲可恼，

还锤打胸口。

她的头发飘散像一支火炬

由全速前进的赛跑者高举，

或者像奔逃的群马飘动的鬃毛，

或者像一只老鹰顶着阳光，

直飞向太阳，

或者像笼中的鸟儿被释放，

或者像军队奔跑时举着的军旗飘扬。

飞动的火在她血管里蔓延，叩她的心脏，

遇到她心头郁积的火，

压倒了那较小的火舌；

她吃足苦头，不可名状：

啊！傻孩子，竟选择这样一种责任

来承担耗竭灵魂的忧伤！

在殊死的搏斗中感觉已经失灵：

像城头的瞭望塔

在地震中坍塌，

像雷电击中的桅杆，

像被大风连根拔起的树

随风乱转，

像龙卷风卷起冒着泡沫的水柱

劈头摔向海面，

她终于倒下；

欢乐已经消失，痛苦已经消失，

现在是生，还是死？

从死中求生。

一整夜丽西在她身旁守护，

数着她微弱脉搏跳动的次数，

试探她有没有呼吸，

拿水到她唇边，用眼泪，用树叶当扇子

给她的脸庞一点凉意：

当鸟儿一早在屋檐上下啭鸣，

早起收庄稼的人拖着沉重的步子

走向堆放金色麦捆的田埂，

当沾着露珠的青草

向着轻快吹过的晨风弯腰，

当新的花蕾在新的一天

开放出杯子形状的百合花在小溪旁边，

这时候，罗拉仿佛从梦中苏醒，

像过去一样天真地笑起来，

拥抱丽西，不止两回三回；

她闪光的金发没有一丝灰白，

她的呼吸像五月一样甘美，

她的眼睛里跃动着光彩。

一天天，一周周，一月月，一年年，

过去了，两姊妹都已经成家，

有了自己的小孩；

她们那母亲的心啊总不免害怕，

她们的生命同幼小的生命紧密相连；

罗拉会把小家伙们叫来，

告诉孩子们她青春的往事，

那些早已逝去的愉快日子，

光阴一去不再回还：

她会讲到那鬼怪出没的山谷，

那些离奇邪恶的水果商贩，

他们的水果尝在嘴里蜜样甜，

化到血液里就成毒；

（人类在任何市镇都不卖这样的货物：）

她会告诉孩子们她的姊姊怎样

挽救了她，面对着危险的死亡，

终于取得了火辣辣的解毒法：

然后她让孩子们小手携着小手，

嘱咐他们要相依相守，

"不论在平静的还是在风暴袭来的时候，

世界个哪儿有像姊姊这样的朋友；

在沉闷的路上她使你奋发，

你走上了歧路她拉你一把，

你踉跄跌倒了她扶你起来，

你站着不动她给你增添力量。"

屠 岸译