a child’s garden of verses 一个孩子的诗园

A Child's Garden of Verses 1 A Child's Garden of Verses By Robert Louis Stevenson 更多好书请点击 www.uus8.org A Child's Garden of Verses 2 To Alison Cunningham From Her Boy For the long nights you lay awake And watched for my unworthy sake: For your most comfortable hand That led me through the uneven land: For all the story-books you read: For all the pains you comforted: For all you pitied, all you bore, In sad and happy days of yore:-- My second Mother, my first Wife, The angel of my infant life-- From the sick child, now well and old, Take, nurse, the little book you hold! And grant it, Heaven, that all who read May find as dear a nurse at need, And every child who lists my rhyme, In the bright, fireside, nursery clime, May hear it in as kind a voice As made my childish days rejoice! R. L. S. 更多好书请点击 www.uus8.org A Child's Garden of Verses 3 A Child's Garden of Verses I Bed in Summer In winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer quite the other way, I have to go to bed by day. I have to go to bed and see The birds still hopping on the tree, Or hear the grown-up people's feet Still going past......