由贵的漫画是颓废的，即使是童谣，是童话也总是带着血腥。。。。。。
1.THE REAL MOTHER GOOSE
[J. Cormier]: The Real Mother Goose is one of the first books I remember reading. It is one of the larger collections of rhymes for children. It has wonderful pen and watercolor illustrations by Blanche Fisher Wright. In 1989, The Real Mother Goose was 20th on the list of All-Time Bestselling Hardcover Children's Books, having sold 3,600,000. This book was originaly copyrighted in 1916, which now makes it in the public domain. I'm pleased to be able to transcribe it and make it available across the internet.
橘子和檸檬/Oranges & Lemons」－－傳頌中的16個教堂之鐘
Gay go up and gay go down,To ring the bells of London Town.Bull’s eyes and targets,Say the bells of St. Marg’ret’s.Brickbats and tiles,Say the bells of St. Giles’.Oranges and lemons,Say the bells of St. Clement’s.Pan cakes and fritters,Say the bells of St. Peter’s.Two sticks and an apple,Say the bells at Whitechapel.Old father Baldpate,Say the bells at Aldgate. Maids in white aprons,Say the bells at St. Catherine’s.Poker’s and tongs,Say the bells at St. John’s.Kettles and pans,Say the bells at Ann’s.Halfpence and fartrhings,Say the bells at St. Martin’s.You owe me ten shillings,Say the bells of St. Helen’s.When will you pay me？Say the bells of Old Bailey.When I grow rich,Say the bells of Shoreditch.When will that be？Say the bells of Stepney.I’m sure I don’t know,Says the great bell at Bow.When I am old,Say the bells at St. Paul’s.Her comes a candle to light you to bed,Here comes a chopper to chop off your head.
2.Ten little nigger boys went out to dine;
One choked his little self, and then there were nine.
Nine little nigger boys sat up very late;
One overslept himself, and then there were eight.
Eight little nigger boys travelling in Devon;
One said he'd stay there, and then there were seven.
Seven little nigger boys chopping up sticks;
One chopped himself in half, and then there were six.
Six little nigger boys playing with a hive;
A bumble-bee stung one, and then there were five.
Five little nigger boys going in for law;
One got in chancery, and then there were four.
Four little nigger boys going out to sea;
A red herring swallowed one, and then there were three.
Three little nigger boys walking in the Zoo;
A big bear bugged one, and then there were two.
Two little nigger boys sitting in the sun;
One got frizzled up, and then there was one.
One little nigger boy living all alone;
He got married, and then there were none.
3.Lizzie Borden Took An Axe
Lizzie Borden took an axe,
Hit her father forty whacks.
When she saw what she had done,
She hit her mother forty-one.
4.There was a crooked man, and he walked a crooked mile
There was a crooked man, and he walked a crooked mile,
He found a crooked sixpence against a crooked stile;
He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse,
And they all lived together in a little crooked house.
5.There was a man, a very untidy man
There was a man, a very untidy man,
Whose fingers could nowhere be found
to put in his tomb.
He had rolled his head far underneath the bed;
He had left legs and arms lying
all over the room.
6.My mother has killed me
My mother has killed me,
My father is eating me,
My brothers and sisters sit under the table,
Picking up my bones,
And they bury them,
under the cold marble stones.
7.Who killed Cock Robin?
Who killed Cock Robin?
I, said the Sparrow,
With my bow and arrow,
I killed Cock Robin.
Who saw him die?
I, said the Fly.
With my little eye,
I saw him die.
Who caught his blood?
I, said the Fish,
With my little dish,
I caught his blood.
Who'll make his shroud?
I , said the Beetle,
With my thread and needle,
I'll make the shroud.
Who'll dig his grave?
I, said the Owl,
With my pick and shovel,
I'll dig his grave.
Who'll be the person?
I, said the Rook,
With my little book,
I'll be the parson.
Who'll be the clerk?
I, said the Lark,
If it's not in the dark,
I'll be the clerk.
Who'll carry the link?
I, said the Linnet,
I'll fetch it in a minute,
I'll carry the link.
Who'll be chief mourner?
I, said the Dove,
I mourn for my love,
I'll be chief mourner.
Who'll carry the coffin?
I, said the Kite,
If it's not through the night,
I'll carry the coffin.
Who'll bear the pall?
We, said the Wren,
Both the cock and the hen,
We'll bear the pall.
Who'll sing a psalm?
I, said the Thrush,
As she sat on a bush,
I'll sing a psalm.
Who'll toll the bell?
I, said the Bull,
Because I can pull,
So Cock Robin, farewell.
All the birds of the air
Fell a-sighing and a-sobbing,
When they heard the bell toll
For poor Cock Robin.
NOTICE
To all it concerns,
This notice apprises,
The Sparrow's for trial,
At next bird assizes.
8.Sing A Song of Sixpence
Sing a song of sixpence,
A pocket full of rye;
Four-and-twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie!
When the pie was opened
The birds began to sing;
Was not that a dainty dish
To set before the king?
The king was in his counting-house,
Counting out his money;
The queen was in the parlor,
Eating bread and honey.
The maid was in the garden,
Hanging out the clothes;
When down came a blackbird
And snapped off her nose.
9.Three Blind Mice
Three blind mice! See how they run!
They all ran after the farmer's wife,
Who cut off their tails with a carving knife.
Did you ever see such a thing in your life
As three blind mice?
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1.THE REAL MOTHER GOOSE
[J. Cormier]: The Real Mother Goose is one of the first books I remember reading. It is one of the larger collections of rhymes for children. It has wonderful pen and watercolor illustrations by Blanche Fisher Wright. In 1989, The Real Mother Goose was 20th on the list of All-Time Bestselling Hardcover Children's Books, having sold 3,600,000. This book was originaly copyrighted in 1916, which now makes it in the public domain. I'm pleased to be able to transcribe it and make it available across the internet.
橘子和檸檬/Oranges & Lemons」－－傳頌中的16個教堂之鐘
Gay go up and gay go down,To ring the bells of London Town.Bull’s eyes and targets,Say the bells of St. Marg’ret’s.Brickbats and tiles,Say the bells of St. Giles’.Oranges and lemons,Say the bells of St. Clement’s.Pan cakes and fritters,Say the bells of St. Peter’s.Two sticks and an apple,Say the bells at Whitechapel.Old father Baldpate,Say the bells at Aldgate. Maids in white aprons,Say the bells at St. Catherine’s.Poker’s and tongs,Say the bells at St. John’s.Kettles and pans,Say the bells at Ann’s.Halfpence and fartrhings,Say the bells at St. Martin’s.You owe me ten shillings,Say the bells of St. Helen’s.When will you pay me？Say the bells of Old Bailey.When I grow rich,Say the bells of Shoreditch.When will that be？Say the bells of Stepney.I’m sure I don’t know,Says the great bell at Bow.When I am old,Say the bells at St. Paul’s.Her comes a candle to light you to bed,Here comes a chopper to chop off your head.
2.Ten little nigger boys went out to dine;
One choked his little self, and then there were nine.
Nine little nigger boys sat up very late;
One overslept himself, and then there were eight.
Eight little nigger boys travelling in Devon;
One said he'd stay there, and then there were seven.
Seven little nigger boys chopping up sticks;
One chopped himself in half, and then there were six.
Six little nigger boys playing with a hive;
A bumble-bee stung one, and then there were five.
Five little nigger boys going in for law;
One got in chancery, and then there were four.
Four little nigger boys going out to sea;
A red herring swallowed one, and then there were three.
Three little nigger boys walking in the Zoo;
A big bear bugged one, and then there were two.
Two little nigger boys sitting in the sun;
One got frizzled up, and then there was one.
One little nigger boy living all alone;
He got married, and then there were none.
3.Lizzie Borden Took An Axe
Lizzie Borden took an axe,
Hit her father forty whacks.
When she saw what she had done,
She hit her mother forty-one.
4.There was a crooked man, and he walked a crooked mile
There was a crooked man, and he walked a crooked mile,
He found a crooked sixpence against a crooked stile;
He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse,
And they all lived together in a little crooked house.
5.There was a man, a very untidy man
There was a man, a very untidy man,
Whose fingers could nowhere be found
to put in his tomb.
He had rolled his head far underneath the bed;
He had left legs and arms lying
all over the room.
6.My mother has killed me
My mother has killed me,
My father is eating me,
My brothers and sisters sit under the table,
Picking up my bones,
And they bury them,
under the cold marble stones.
7.Who killed Cock Robin?
Who killed Cock Robin?
I, said the Sparrow,
With my bow and arrow,
I killed Cock Robin.
Who saw him die?
I, said the Fly.
With my little eye,
I saw him die.
Who caught his blood?
I, said the Fish,
With my little dish,
I caught his blood.
Who'll make his shroud?
I , said the Beetle,
With my thread and needle,
I'll make the shroud.
Who'll dig his grave?
I, said the Owl,
With my pick and shovel,
I'll dig his grave.
Who'll be the person?
I, said the Rook,
With my little book,
I'll be the parson.
Who'll be the clerk?
I, said the Lark,
If it's not in the dark,
I'll be the clerk.
Who'll carry the link?
I, said the Linnet,
I'll fetch it in a minute,
I'll carry the link.
Who'll be chief mourner?
I, said the Dove,
I mourn for my love,
I'll be chief mourner.
Who'll carry the coffin?
I, said the Kite,
If it's not through the night,
I'll carry the coffin.
Who'll bear the pall?
We, said the Wren,
Both the cock and the hen,
We'll bear the pall.
Who'll sing a psalm?
I, said the Thrush,
As she sat on a bush,
I'll sing a psalm.
Who'll toll the bell?
I, said the Bull,
Because I can pull,
So Cock Robin, farewell.
All the birds of the air
Fell a-sighing and a-sobbing,
When they heard the bell toll
For poor Cock Robin.
NOTICE
To all it concerns,
This notice apprises,
The Sparrow's for trial,
At next bird assizes.
8.Sing A Song of Sixpence
Sing a song of sixpence,
A pocket full of rye;
Four-and-twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie!
When the pie was opened
The birds began to sing;
Was not that a dainty dish
To set before the king?
The king was in his counting-house,
Counting out his money;
The queen was in the parlor,
Eating bread and honey.
The maid was in the garden,
Hanging out the clothes;
When down came a blackbird
And snapped off her nose.
9.Three Blind Mice
Three blind mice! See how they run!
They all ran after the farmer's wife,
Who cut off their tails with a carving knife.
Did you ever see such a thing in your life
As three blind mice?
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