登陆注册
5694800000003

第3章 A Child's Garden of Verses(2)

XVI

The Land of Counterpane When Iwas sick and lay a-bed,Ihad 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 Iwatched 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.

Iwas the giant great and still That sits upon the pillow-hill,And sees before him,dale and plain,The pleasant land of counterpane.

XVII

The Land of Nod From breakfast on through all the day At home among my friends Istay,But every night Igo abroad Afar into the land of Nod.

All by myself Ihave to go,With none to tell me what to do——

All alone beside the streams And up the mountain-sides of dreams.

The strangest things are these for me,Both things to eat and things to see,And many frightening sights abroad Till morning in the land of Nod.

Try as Ilike to find the way,Inever can get back by day,Nor can remember plain and clear The curious music that Ihear.

XVIII

My Shadow Ihave a little shadow that goes in and out with me,And what can be the use of him is more than Ican see.

He is very,very like me from the heels up to the head;

And Isee him jump before me,when Ijump 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 goes 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 behind 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,Irose 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.

XIX

System Every night my prayers Isay,And get my dinner every day;

And every day that I've been good,Iget an orange after food.

The child that is not clean and neat,With lots of toys and things to eat,He is a naughty child,I'm sure——

Or else his dear papa is poor.

XX

AGood Boy Iwoke before the morning,Iwas happy all the day,Inever said an ugly word,but smiled and stuck to play.

And now at last the sun is going down behind the wood,And Iam very happy,for Iknow that I've been good.

My bed is waiting cool and fresh,with linen smooth and fair,And Imust be off to sleepsin-by,and not forget my prayer.

Iknow that,till to-morrow Ishall see the sun arise,No ugly dream shall fright my mind,no ugly sight my eyes.

But slumber hold me tightly till Iwaken in the dawn,And hear the thrushes singing in the lilacs round the lawn.

XXI

Escape at Bedtime 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 shown 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.

XXII

Marching Song Bring the comb and play upon it!

Marching,here we come!

Willie cocks his highland bonnet,Johnnie beats the drum.

Mary Jane commands the party,Peter leads the rear;

Feet in time,alert and hearty,Each a Grenadier!

All in the most martial manner Marching double-quick;

While the napkin,like a banner,Waves upon the stick!

Here's enough of fame and pillage,Great commander Jane!

Now that we've been round the village,Let's go home again.

XXIII

The Cow The friendly cow all red and white,Ilove with all my heart:

She gives me cream with all her might,To eat with apple-tart.

She wanders lowing here and there,And yet she cannot stray,All in the pleasant open air,The pleasant light of day;

And blown by all the winds that pass And wet with all the showers,She walks among the meadow grass And eats the meadow flowers.

XXIV

Happy Thought The world is so full of a number of things,I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings.

XXV

The Wind Isaw you toss the kites on high And blow the birds about the sky;

And all around Iheard you pass,Like ladies'skirts across the grass——

Owind,a-blowing all day long,Owind,that sings so loud a song!

Isaw the different things you did,But always you yourself you hid.

Ifelt you push,Iheard you call,Icould not see yourself at all——

Owind,a-blowing all day long,Owind,that sings so loud a song!

Oyou that are so strong and cold,Oblower,are you young or old?

Are you a beast of field and tree,Or just a stronger child than me?

Owind,a-blowing all day long,Owind,that sings so loud a song!

XXVI

Keepsake Mill Over the borders,a sin without pardon,Breaking the branches and crawling below,Out through the breach in the wall of the garden,Down by the banks of the river we go.

Here is a mill with the humming of thunder,Here is the weir with the wonder of foam,Here is the sluice with the race running under——

Marvellous places,though handy to home!

Sounds of the village grow stiller and stiller,Stiller the note of the birds on the hill;

Dusty and dim are the eyes of the miller,Deaf are his ears with the moil of the mill.

Years may go by,and the wheel in the river Wheel as it wheels for us,children,to-day,Wheel and keep roaring and foaming for ever Long after all of the boys are away.

Home for the Indies and home from the ocean,Heroes and soldiers we all will come home;

Still we shall find the old mill wheel in motion,Turning and churning that river to foam.

You with the bean that Igave when we quarrelled,Iwith your marble of Saturday last,Honoured and old and all gaily apparelled,Here we shall meet and remember the past.

同类推荐
  • 九品往生阿弥陀三摩地集陀罗尼经

    九品往生阿弥陀三摩地集陀罗尼经

    本书为公版书,为不受著作权法限制的作家、艺术家及其它人士发布的作品,供广大读者阅读交流。汇聚授权电子版权。
  • 大明水记

    大明水记

    本书为公版书,为不受著作权法限制的作家、艺术家及其它人士发布的作品,供广大读者阅读交流。汇聚授权电子版权。
  • 易数钩深图

    易数钩深图

    本书为公版书,为不受著作权法限制的作家、艺术家及其它人士发布的作品,供广大读者阅读交流。汇聚授权电子版权。
  • 佛说无言童子经

    佛说无言童子经

    本书为公版书,为不受著作权法限制的作家、艺术家及其它人士发布的作品,供广大读者阅读交流。汇聚授权电子版权。
  • 博异志

    博异志

    本书为公版书,为不受著作权法限制的作家、艺术家及其它人士发布的作品,供广大读者阅读交流。汇聚授权电子版权。
热门推荐
  • 姑娘,你的勇气价值连城

    姑娘,你的勇气价值连城

    人生中这四样必须要有:扬在脸上的自信,长在心底的善良,融进血液的骨气,刻进生命里的坚强。你现在的气质里,藏着你走过的路、读过的书和爱过的人。
  • 葬天机

    葬天机

    风水养人亦可杀人,得志莫修坟,十修九害人!风水奇书《撼龙经》里藏了什么秘密?武则天墓到底隐藏了什么?九龙飞星、天心十道、太极晕、五鬼抬棺、引气催官……。
  • 等你来

    等你来

    有的人见上一面就会误了终生,比如宋佳和管羽风。宋佳是典型的狮子座女生,哪怕爱到骨子里,也要保持傲气,你若不来,我可以等,但绝不会送上门去。偏偏让她遇上喜欢欲擒故纵的管羽风,历尽艰难最终还是没能在一起。虽说亲情难舍占了很大原因,但终究还是败给了自己骄傲的性情。虽然讲的主要是管羽风的故事,但里面的配角,不管是孙小鱼还是沈南,或者唐茜,他们心里都有一句潜台词,那就是“我在等你来”。可是这句话,自始至终,谁也不曾说出口。
  • 嫡女仙途

    嫡女仙途

    天罡大陆,修真为尊。他叫君无念,凉国上尊,至高无上的问鼎强者。她叫西陵瑶,候府弃女,灵根被毁的修真废材。他谦谦君子,貌若天人,一身正气,道心坚定。数百年来清心寡欲,只求通天正道;她穿越而来,古灵精怪,一身神力,一肚子坏水儿,几乎都成了他的人生污点。她曾救他于水火,也曾坑他到破产,更是在芸芸众生中一眼就相中了他。于是,她自作主张叫他夫君。于是,他咬牙切齿叫她……女流氓。然而,谦谦君子到底没逃过流氓的手掌心,君无念仰天长叹:罢!罢!既然躲不过,那就收了她吧!【情节虚构,请勿模仿】
  • 青年创业课:三年之内成为富翁的人脉经营

    青年创业课:三年之内成为富翁的人脉经营

    培养自己的人脉圈,找出自己人脉关系中的贵人,向他们借力,就能大大加快自己积累财富的速度;人脉中也有一些不为人知的潜规则,只有善于思考,提高警惕,才能避开雷区,在经营人脉的过程中做到游刃有余。内容环环相扣,实用性强,希望大家在认识到人脉的重要性的同时,学到成功经营人脉的策略和具体方法。
  • 黄帝阴符经注

    黄帝阴符经注

    本书为公版书,为不受著作权法限制的作家、艺术家及其它人士发布的作品,供广大读者阅读交流。汇聚授权电子版权。
  • 佛说信解智力经

    佛说信解智力经

    本书为公版书,为不受著作权法限制的作家、艺术家及其它人士发布的作品,供广大读者阅读交流。汇聚授权电子版权。
  • 十地义记

    十地义记

    本书为公版书,为不受著作权法限制的作家、艺术家及其它人士发布的作品,供广大读者阅读交流。汇聚授权电子版权。
  • 美食独行者

    美食独行者

    如果没有很多爱,就需要很多好吃的。好好吃饭,认真生活。残小雪,生活,美食,情感,励志,图文。
  • 画筌

    画筌

    本书为公版书,为不受著作权法限制的作家、艺术家及其它人士发布的作品,供广大读者阅读交流。汇聚授权电子版权。