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ole-luk-oie, the dream-god-第1部分

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                     FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN

                           OLE…LUK…OIE; THE DREAM…GOD

                           by Hans Christian Andersen



    THERE is nobody in the world who knows so many stories as

Ole…Luk…Oie; or who can relate them so nicely。 In the evening; while

the children are seated at the table or in their little chairs; he

comes up the stairs very softly; for he walks in his socks; then he

opens the doors without the slightest noise; and throws a small

quantity of very fine dust in their eyes; just enough to prevent

them from keeping them open; and so they do not see him。 Then he

creeps behind them; and blows softly upon their necks; till their

heads begin to droop。 But Ole…Luk…Oie does not wish to hurt them;

for he is very fond of children; and only wants them to be quiet

that he may relate to them pretty stories; and they never are quiet

until they are in bed and asleep。 As soon as they are asleep;

Ole…Luk…Oie seats himself upon the bed。 He is nicely dressed; his coat

is made of silken stuff; it is impossible to say of what color; for it

changes from green to red; and from red to blue as he turns from

side to side。 Under each arm he carries an umbrella; one of them; with

pictures on the inside; he spreads over the good children; and then

they dream the most beautiful stories the whole night。 But the other

umbrella has no pictures; and this he holds over the naughty

children so that they sleep heavily; and wake in the morning without

having dreamed at all。

    Now we shall hear how Ole…Luk…Oie came every night during a

whole week to the little boy named Hjalmar; and what he told him。

There were seven stories; as there are seven days in the week。

MONDAY

                         MONDAY



    〃Now pay attention;〃 said Ole…Luk…Oie; in the evening; when

Hjalmar was in bed; 〃and I will decorate the room。〃

    Immediately all the flowers in the flower…pots became large trees;

with long branches reaching to the ceiling; and stretching along the

walls; so that the whole room was like a greenhouse。 All the

branches were loaded with flowers; each flower as beautiful and as

fragrant as a rose; and; had any one tasted them; he would have

found them sweeter even than jam。 The fruit glittered like gold; and

there were cakes so full of plums that they were nearly bursting。 It

was incomparably beautiful。 At the same time sounded dismal moans from

the table…drawer in which lay Hjalmar's school books。

    〃What can that be now?〃 said Ole…Luk…Oie; going to the table and

pulling out the drawer。

    It was a slate; in such distress because of a false number in

the sum; that it had almost broken itself to pieces。 The pencil pulled

and tugged at its string as if it were a little dog that wanted to

help; but could not。

    And then came a moan from Hjalmar's copy…book。 Oh; it was quite

terrible to hear! On each leaf stood a row of capital letters; every

one having a small letter by its side。 This formed a copy; under these

were other letters; which Hjalmar had written: they fancied they

looked like the copy; but they were mistaken; for they were leaning on

one side as if they intended to fall over the pencil…lines。

    〃See; this is the way you should hold yourselves;〃 said the

copy。 〃Look here; you should slope thus; with a graceful curve。〃

    〃Oh; we are very willing to do so; but we cannot;〃 said

Hjalmar's letters; 〃we are so wretchedly made。〃

    〃You must be scratched out; then;〃 said Ole…Luk…Oie。

    〃Oh; no!〃 they cried; and then they stood up so gracefully it

was quite a pleasure to look at them。

    〃Now we must give up our stories; and exercise these letters;〃

said Ole…Luk…Oie; 〃One; two… one; two… 〃 So he drilled them till

they stood up gracefully; and looked as beautiful as a copy could

look。 But after Ole…Luk…Oie was gone; and Hjalmar looked at them in

the morning; they were as wretched and as awkward as ever。

TUESDAY

                         TUESDAY



    As soon as Hjalmar was in bed; Ole…Luk…Oie touched; with his

little magic wand; all the furniture in the room; which immediately

began to chatter; and each article only talked of itself。

    Over the chest of drawers hung a large picture in a gilt frame;

representing a landscape; with fine old trees; flowers in the grass;

and a broad stream; which flowed through the wood; past several

castles; far out into the wild ocean。 Ole…Luk…Oie touched the

picture with his magic wand; and immediately the birds commenced

singing; the branches of the trees rustled; and the clouds moved

across the sky; casting their shadows on the landscape beneath them。

Then Ole…Luk…Oie lifted little Hjalmar up to the frame; and placed his

feet in the picture; just on the high grass; and there he stood with

the sun shining down upon him through the branches of the trees。 He

ran to the water; and seated himself in a little boat which lay there;

and which was painted red and white。 The sails glittered like

silver; and six swans; each with a golden circlet round its neck;

and a bright blue star on its forehead; drew the boat past the green

wood; where the trees talked of robbers and witches; and the flowers

of beautiful little elves and fairies; whose histories the butterflies

had related to them。 Brilliant fish; with scales like silver and gold;

swam after the boat; sometimes making a spring and splashing the water

round them; while birds; red and blue; small and great; flew after him

in two long lines。 The gnats danced round them; and the cockchafers

cried 〃Buz; buz。〃 They all wanted to follow Hjalmar; and all had

some story to tell him。 It was a most pleasant sail。 Sometimes the

forests were thick and dark; sometimes like a beautiful garden; gay

with sunshine and flowers; then he passed great palaces of glass and

of marble; and on the balconies stood princesses; whose faces were

those of little girls whom Hjalmar knew well; and had often played

with。 One of them held out her hand; in which was a heart made of

sugar; more beautiful than any confectioner ever sold。 As Hjalmar

sailed by; he caught hold of one side of the sugar heart; and held

it fast; and the princess held fast also; so that it broke in two

pieces。 Hjalmar had one piece; and the princess the other; but

Hjalmar's was the largest。 At each castle stood little princes

acting as sentinels。 They presented arms; and had golden swords; and

made it rain plums and tin soldiers; so that they must have been

real princes。

    Hjalmar continued to sail; sometimes through woods; sometimes as

it were through large halls; and then by large cities。 At last he came

to the town where his nurse lived; who had carried him in her arms

when he was a very little boy; and had always been kind to him。 She

nodded and beckoned to him; and then sang the little verses she had

herself composed and set to him;…



                 〃How oft my memory turns to thee;

                   My own Hjalmar; ever dear!

                 When I could watch thy infant glee;

                   Or kiss away a pearly tear。

                 'Twas in my arms thy lisping tongue

                   First spoke the half…remembered word;

                 While o'er thy tottering steps I hung;

                   My fond protection to afford。

                 Farewell! I pray the Heavenly Power

                 To keep thee till thy dying hour。〃



And all the birds sang the same tune; the flowers danced on their

stems; and the old trees nodded as if Ole…Luk…Oie had been telling

them stories as well。

WEDNESDAY

                         WEDNESDAY



    How the rain did pour down! Hjalmar could hear it in his sleep;。

and when Ole…Luk…Oie opened the window; the water flowed quite up to

the window…sill。 It had the appearance of a large lake outside; and

a beautiful ship lay close to the house。

    〃Wilt thou sail with me to…night; little Hjalmar?〃 said

Ole…Luk…Oie; 〃then we shall see foreign countries; and thou shalt

return here in the morning。〃

    All in a moment; there stood Hjalmar; in his best clothes; on

the deck of the noble ship; and immediately the weather became fine。

They sailed through the streets; round by the church; and on every

side rolled the wide; great sea。 They sailed till the land

disappeared; and then they saw a flock of storks; who had left their

own country; and were travelling to warmer climates。 The storks flew

one behind the other; and had already been a long; long time on the

wing。 One of them seemed so tired that his wings could scarcely

carry him。 He was the last of the row; and was soon left very far

behind。 At length he sunk lower and lower; with outstretched wings;

flapping them in vain; till his feet touched the rigging of the

ship; and he slided from the sails to the deck; and stood before them。

Then a sailor…boy caught him; and put him in the hen…house; with the

fowls; the ducks; and the turkeys; while the poor stork stood quite

bewildered amongst them。

    〃Just look at that fellow;〃 said the chickens。

    Then the turkey…cock puffed himself out as large as he could;

and inquired who he was; and the ducks waddled backwards; crying;

〃Quack; quack。〃

    Then the stork told them all about warm Africa; of the pyramids;

and of the ostrich; which; like a wild horse; runs across the

desert。 But the ducks did not understand what he said; and quacked

amongst themselves; 〃We are all of the same opinion; namely; that he

is stupid。〃

    〃Yes; to be sure; he is stupid;〃 said the turkey…cock; and

gobbled。

    Then the stork remained quite silent; and thought of his home in

Africa。

    〃Those are handsome thin legs of yours;〃 said the turkey…cock。

〃What do they cost a yard?〃

    〃Quack; quack; quack;〃 grinned the ducks; but; the stork pretended

not to hear。

    〃You may as well laugh;〃 said the turkey; 〃for that remark was

rather witty; or perhaps it was above you。 Ah; ah; is he not clever?

He will be a great amusement to us while he remains here。〃 And then he

gobbled; and the ducks quacked; 〃Gobble; gobble; Quack; quack。〃

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