《頑皮的孩子》，1835 年

the Saucy boy, 1835

從前有一位老詩人，一位真正善良的老詩人。

once upon a time there was an old poet, one of those right good old poets.

一天晚上，當他坐在家裡的時候，外面正颳著一場可怕的暴風雨；雨傾盆而下，但是老詩人舒適地坐在他的壁爐角，那裡火燒得正旺，蘋果正在烤著。

one evening, as he was sitting at home, there was a terrible storm going on outside; the rain was pouring down, but the old poet sat fortably in his chimney-corner, where the fire was burning and the apples were roasting.

“在這種天氣裡外出的可憐人身上不會有一根乾的線頭了。” 他說。

“there will not be a dry thread left on the poor people who are out in this weather,” he said.

“哦，開門！我又冷又溼透了。” 外面一個小孩喊道。他一邊哭一邊敲門，而雨傾盆而下，風把所有的窗戶都吹得嘎嘎作響。

“oh, open the door! I am so cold and wet through,” called a little child outside. It was crying and knocking at the door, whilst the rain was pouring down and the wind was rattling all the windows.

“可憐的小傢伙！” 詩人說，然後站起來開啟了門。在他面前站著一個小男孩；他赤身裸體，水從他長長的金色捲髮上流下。他冷得直髮抖；如果他沒有被讓進來，他肯定會在暴風雨中死去。

“poor creature!” said the poet, and got up and opened the door. before him stood a little boy; he was naked, and the water flowed from his long fair locks. he was shivering with cold; if he had not been let in, he would certainly have perished in the storm.

“可憐的小東西！” 詩人說，然後拉著他的手。“到我這兒來；我很快就會讓你暖和起來。你會有一些酒和一個蘋果，因為你是這麼漂亮的一個男孩。”

“poor little thing!” said the poet, and took him by the hand. “e to me; I will soon warm you. You shall have some wine and an apple, for you are such a pretty boy.”

他確實是。他的眼睛像兩顆明亮的星星一