the home book of verse-1-第29章
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Some actual facts that might interest you！
〃O The Man in the Moon has a crick in his back；
Whee！
Whimm！
Ain't you sorry for him？
And a mole on his nose that is purple and black；
And his eyes are so weak that they water and run
If he dares to dream even he looks at the sun。 …
So he jes' dreams of stars； as the doctors advise …
My！
Eyes！
But isn't he wise …
To jes' dream of stars； as the doctors advise？
〃And The Man in the Moon has a boil on his ear； …
Whee！
Whing！
What a singular thing！
I know！ but these facts are authentic； my dear； …
There's a boil on his ear； and a corn on his chin； …
He calls it a dimple … but dimples stick in …
Yet it might be a dimple turned over； you know！
Whang！
Ho！
Why； certainly so！ …
It might be a dimple turned over； you know！
〃And The Man in the Moon has a rheumatic knee； …
Gee！
Whizz！
What a pity that is！
And his toes have worked round where his heels ought to be。
So whenever he wants to go North he goes South；
And comes back with porridge crumbs all round his mouth；
And he brushes them off with a Japanese fan。
Whing！
Whann！
What a marvelous man！
What a very remarkably marvelous man！
〃And The Man in the Moon；〃 sighed the Raggedy Man；
〃Gits！
So！
Sullonesome； you know； …
Up there by hisse'f sence creation began！ …
That when I call on him and then come away；
He grabs me and holds me and begs me to stay； …
Till … Well！ if it wasn't fer Jimmy…cum…Jim；
Dadd！
Limb！
I'd go pardners with him …
Jes' jump my job here and be pardners with him！〃
James Whitcomb Riley ＇1849…1916＇
LITTLE ORPHANT ANNIE
Little Orphant Annie's come to our house to stay；
An' wash the cups an' saucers up； an' brush the crumbs away；
An' shoo the chickens off the porch； an' dust the hearth； an' sweep；
An' make the fire； an' bake the bread； an' earn her board an'…keep；
An' all us other children； when the supper things is done；
We set around the kitchen fire an' has the mostest fun
A…list'nin' to the witch…tales 'at Annie tells about；
An' the Gobble…uns 'at gits you
Ef you
Don't
Watch
Out！
Onc't they was a little boy wouldn't say his prayers …
An' when he went to bed at night； away up stairs；
His Mammy heered him holler； an' his Daddy heered him bawl；
An' when they turn't the kivvers down； he wasn't there at all！
An' they seeked him in the rafter…room； an' cubby…hole； an' press；
An' seeked him up the chimbly…flue； an' ever'wheres； I guess；
But all they ever found was thist his pants an' roundabout：
An' the Gobble…uns 'll git you
Ef you
Don't
Watch
Out！
An' one time a little girl 'ud allus laugh an' grin；
An' make fun of ever' one； an' all her blood…an'…kin；
An' onc't when they was 〃company；〃 an' ole folks was there；
She mocked 'em an' shocked 'em； an' said she didn't care！
An' thist as she kicked her heels； an' turn't to run an' hide；
They was two great big Black Things a…standin' by her side；
An' they snatched her through the ceilin' 'fore she knowed what
she's about！
An' the Gobble…uns 'll git you
Ef you
Don't
Watch
Out！
An' little Orphant Annie says； when the blaze is blue；
An' the lamp…wick sputters； an' the wind goes woo…oo！
An' you hear the crickets quit； an' the moon is gray；
An' the lightnin'…bugs in dew is all squenched away； …
You better mind yer parents； an' yer teachers fond and dear；
An' churish them 'at loves you； an' dry the orphant's tear；
An' he'p the pore an' needy ones 'at clusters all about；
Er the Gobble…uns 'll git you
Ef you
Don't
Watch
Out！
James Whitcomb Riley ＇1849…1916＇
OUR HIRED GIRL
Our hired girl； she's 'Lizabuth Ann；
An' she can cook best things to eat！
She ist puts dough in our pie…pan；
An' pours in somepin' 'at's good an' sweet；
An' nen she salts it all on top
With cinnamon； an' nen she'll stop
An' stoop an' slide it； ist as slow；
In th' old cook…stove； so's 'twon't slop
An' git all spilled； nen bakes it； so
It's custard…pie； first thing you know！
An' nen she'll say；
〃Clear out o' my way！
They's time fer work； an' time fer play！
Take yer dough； an' run； child； run！
Er I cain't git no cookin' done！〃
When our hired girl 'tends like she's mad；
An' says folks got to walk the chalk
When she's around； er wisht they had！
I play out on our porch an' talk
To Th' Raggedy Man 'at mows our lawn；
An' he says； 〃Whew！〃 an' nen leans on
His old crook…scythe； and blinks his eyes；
An' sniffs all 'round an' says； 〃I swawn！
Ef my old nose don't tell me lies；
It 'pears like I smell custard…pies！〃
An' nen he'll say；
〃Clear out o' my way！
They's time fer work； an' time for play！
Take yer dough； an' run； child； run！
Er she cain't git no cookin' done！〃
Wunst our hired girl； when she
Got the supper； an' we all et；
An' it wuz night； an' Ma an' me
An' Pa went wher' the 〃Social〃 met； …
An' nen when we come home； an' see
A light in the kitchen door； an' we
Heerd a maccordeun； Pa says； 〃Lan' …
O'…Gracious； who can her beau be？〃
An' I marched in； an' 'Lizabuth Ann
Wuz parchin' corn fer The Raggedy Man！
Better say；
〃Clear out o' the way！
They's time fer work； an' time fer play！
Take the hint； an' run； child； run！
Er we cain't git no courtin' done！〃
James Whitcomb Riley ＇1849…1916＇
SEEIN' THINGS
I ain't afeard uv snakes； or toads； or bugs； or worms； or mice；
An' things 'at girls are skeered uv I think are awful nice！
I'm pretty brave； I guess； an' yet I hate to go to bed；
For； when I'm tucked up warm an' snug an' when my prayers are said；
Mother tells me 〃Happy Dreams！〃 an' takes away the light；
An' leaves me lyin' all alone an' seein' things at night！
Sometimes they're in the corner； sometimes they're by the door；
Sometimes they're all a…standin' in the middle uv the floor；
Sometimes they are a…sittin' down； sometimes they're walkin' round
So softly and so creepylike they never make a sound！
Sometimes they are as black as ink； an' other times they're white …
But the color ain't no difference when you see things at night！
Once； when I licked a feller 'at had just moved on our street；
An' father sent me up to bed without a bite to eat；
I woke up in the dark an' saw things standin' in a row；
A…lookin' at me cross…eyed an' p'intin' at me … so！
Oh； my！ I wuz so skeered that time I never slep' a mite …
It's almost alluz when I'm bad I see things at night！
Lucky thing I ain't a girl； or I'd be skeered to death！
Bein' I'm a boy； I duck my head an' hold my breath；
An' I am； oh； so sorry I'm a naughty boy； an' then
I promise to be better an' I say my prayers again！
Gran'ma tells me that's the only way to make it right
When a feller has been wicked an' sees things at night！
An' so； when other naughty boys would coax me into sin；
I try to skwush the Tempter's voice 'at urges me within；
An' when they's pie for supper； or cakes 'at's big an' nice；
I want to … but I do not pass my plate f'r them things twice！
No； ruther let Starvation wipe me slowly out o' sight
Than I should keep a…livin' on an' seein' things at night！
Eugene Field ＇1850…1895＇
THE DUEL
The gingham dog and the calico cat
Side by side on the table sat；
'Twas half past twelve； and （what do you think！）
Nor one nor t'other had slept a wink！
The old Dutch clock and the Chinese plate
Appeared to know as sure as fate
There was going to be a terrible spat。
（I wasn't there： I simply state
What was told to me by the Chinese plate！）
The gingham dog went； 〃Bow…wow…wow！〃
And the calico cat replied； 〃Mee…ow！〃
The air was littered； an hour or so；
With bits of gingham and calico；
While the old Dutch clock in the chimney…place
Up with its hands before its face；
For it always dreaded a family row！
（Now mind； I'm only telling you
What the old Dutch clock declares is true！）
The Chinese plate looked very blue；
And wailed； 〃Oh； dear！ what shall we do！〃
But the gingham dog and the calico cat
Wallowed this way and tumbled that；
Employing every tooth and claw
In the awfullest way you ever saw …
And； oh！ how the gingham and calico flew！
（Don't fancy I exaggerate …
I got my news from the Chinese plate！）
Next morning； where the two had sat
They found no trace of dog or cat：
And some folks think unto this day
That burglars stole that pair away！
But the truth about the cat and pup
Is this： they ate each other up！
Now what do you really think of that！
（The old Dutch clock it told me so；
And that is how I came to know。）
Eugene Field ＇1850…1895＇
HOLY THURSDAY
'Twas on a Holy Thursday； their innocent faces clean；
Came children walking two and two； in red； and blue； and green；
Gray…headed beadles walked before； with wands as white as snow；
Till into the high dome of Paul's they like Thames waters flow。
Oh what a multitude they seemed； these flowers of London town！
Seated in companies they sit； with radiance all their own。
The hum of multitudes was there； but multitudes of lambs；
Thousands of little boys and girls raising their innocent hands。
Now like a mighty wind they raise to heaven the voice of song；
Or like harmonious thunderings the seats of heaven among：
Beneath them sit the aged men； wise guardians of the poor。
Then cherish pity； lest you drive an angel from your door。
William Blake ＇1757…1827＇
A STORY FOR A CHILD
Little one； come to my knee！
Hark； how the rain is pouring
Over the roof； in the pitch…black night；
And the wind in the woods a…roaring！
Hush； my darling； and listen；
Then pay for the story with kisses；
Father was lost in the pitch…black night；
In just such a storm as this is！
High up on the lonely mountains；
Where the wild men watched and waited；
Wolves in the forest； and bears in the bush；
And I on my path belated。
The rain and the night together
Came down and the wind came after；
Bending the props of the pine…tree roof；
And snapping many a rafter。
I crept along in the darkness；
Stunned； and bruised； and blinded； …
Crept to a fir with thick…set boughs；
And a sheltering rock behind it。
There； from the blowing and raining；
Crouching； I sought to hide me：
Something rustled； two green eyes shone；
And a wolf lay down beside me。
Little one； be not frightened；
I and the wolf together；
Side by side； through the long； long night；
Hid from the awful weather。
His wet fur pressed against me；
Each of us warmed the other；
Each of us felt； in the stormy dark；
That beast and man was brother。
And when the falling forest
No longer crashed in warning；
Each of us went from our hiding…place
Forth in the wild； wet morning。
Darling； kiss me payment！
Hark； how the wind is roaring；
Father's house is a better place
When the stormy rain is pour
