格林童话 [10]
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 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