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1、【英文读物】English Fairy TalesHOW TO GET INTO THIS BOOK. Knock at the Knocker on the Door, Pull the Bell at the side,Then, if you are very quiet, you will hear a teeny tiny voice say through the grating “Take down the Key.” This you will find at the back: you cannot mistake it, for it has J. J. in the wa
2、rds. Put the Key in the Keyhole, which it fits exactly, unlock the door and WALK IN.TO MY DEAR LITTLE MAYPREFACE Who says that English folk have no fairy-tales of their own? The present volume contains only a selection out of some 140, of which I have found traces in this country. It is probable tha
3、t many more exist.A quarter of the tales in this volume, have been collected during the last ten years or so, and some of them have not been hitherto published. Up to 1870 it was equally said of France and of Italy, that they possessed no folk-tales. Yet, within fifteen years from that date, over 10
4、00 tales had been collected in each country. I am hoping that the present volume may lead to equal activity in this country, and would earnestly beg any reader of this book who knows of similar tales, to communicate them, written down as they are told, to me, care of Mr. Nutt. The only reason, I ima
5、gine, why such tales have not hitherto been brought to light, is the lamentable gap between the governing and recording classes and the dumb working classes of this countrydumb to others but eloquent among themselves. It would be no unpatriotic task to help to bridge over this gulf, by giving a comm
6、on fund of nursery literature to all classes of the English people, and, in any case, it can do no harm to add to the innocent gaiety of the nation.A word or two as to our title seems necessary. We have called our stories Fairy Tales though few of them speak of fairies. Footnote: For some recent vie
7、ws on fairies and tales about fairies, see Notes. The same remark applies to the collection of the Brothers Grimm and to all the other European collections, which contain exactly the same classes of tales as ours. Yet our stories are what the little ones mean when they clamour for “Fairy Tales,” and
8、 this is the only name which they give to them. One cannot imagine a child saying, “Tell us a folk-tale, nurse,” or “Another nursery tale, please, grandma.” As our book is intended for the little ones, we have indicated its contents by the name they use. The words “Fairy Tales” must accordingly be t
9、aken to include tales in which occurs something “fairy,” something extraordinaryfairies, giants, dwarfs, speaking animals. It must be taken also to cover tales in which what is extraordinary is the stupidity of some of the actors. Many of the tales in this volume, as in similar collections for other
10、 European countries, are what the folklorists call Drolls. They serve to justify the title of Merrie England, which used to be given to this country of ours, and indicate unsuspected capacity for fun and humour among the unlettered classes. The story of Tom Tit Tot, which opens our collection, is un
11、equalled among all other folk-tales I am acquainted with, for its combined sense of humour and dramatic power.The first adjective of our title also needs a similar extension of its meaning. I have acted on Molires principle, and have taken what was good wherever I could find it. Thus, a couple of th
12、ese stories have been found among descendants of English immigrants in America; a couple of others I tell as I heard them myself in my youth in Australia. One of the best was taken down from the mouth of an English Gipsy. I have also included some stories that have only been found in Lowland Scotch.
13、 I have felt justified in doing this, as of the twenty-one folk-tales contained in Chambers “Popular Rhymes of Scotland,” no less than sixteen are also to be found in an English form. With the Folk-tale as with the Ballad, Lowland Scotch may be regarded as simply a dialect of English, and it is a me
14、re chance whether a tale is extant in one or other, or both.I have also rescued and re-told a few Fairy Tales that only exist now-a-days in the form of ballads. There are certain indications that the “common form” of the English Fairy Tale was the cante-fable, a mixture of narrative and verse of whi
15、ch the most illustrious example in literature is “Aucassin et Nicolette.” In one case I have endeavoured to retain this form, as the tale in which it occurs, “Childe Rowland,” is mentioned by Shakespeare in King Lear, and is probably, as I have shown, the source of Miltons Comus. Late as they have b
16、een collected, some dozen of the tales can be traced back to the sixteenth century, two of them being quoted by Shakespeare himself.In the majority of instances I have had largely to rewrite these Fairy Tales, especially those in dialect, including the Lowland Scotch. Footnote: It is perhaps worth r
17、emarking that the Brothers Grimm did the same with their stories. “Dass der Ausdruck,” say they in their Preface, “und die Ausführung des Einzelnen grossentheils von uns herrührt, versteht sich von selbst.” I may add that many of their stories were taken from printed sources. In the first
18、volume of Mrs. Hunts translation, Nos. 12, 18, 19, 23, 32, 35, 42, 43, 44, 69, 77, 78, 83, 89, are thus derived. Children, and sometimes those of larger growth, will not read dialect. I have also had to reduce the flatulent phraseology of the eighteenth-century chap-books, and to re-write in simpler
19、 style the stories only extant in “Literary” English. I have, however, left a few vulgarisms in the mouths of vulgar people. Children appreciate the dramatic propriety of this as much as their elders. Generally speaking, it has been my ambition to write as a good old nurse will speak when she tells
20、Fairy Tales. I am doubtful as to my success in catching the colloquial-romantic tone appropriate for such narratives, but the thing had to be done or else my main object, to give a book of English Fairy Tales which English children will listen to, would have been unachieved. This book is meant to be
21、 read aloud, and not merely taken in by the eye.In a few instances I have introduced or changed an incident. I have never done so, however, without mentioning the fact in the Notes. These have been relegated to the obscurity of small print and a back place, while the little ones have been, perhaps u
22、nnecessarily, warned off them. They indicate my sources and give a few references to parallels and variants which may be of interest to fellow-students of Folk-lore. It is, perhaps, not necessary to inform readers who are not fellow-students that the study of Folk-tales has pretensions to be a scien
23、ce. It has its special terminology, and its own methods of investigation, by which it is hoped, one of these days, to gain fuller knowledge of the workings of the popular mind as well as traces of archaic modes of thought and custom. I hope on some future occasion to treat the subject of the English
24、 Folk-tale on a larger scale and with all the necessary paraphernalia of prolegomena and excursus. I shall then, of course, reproduce my originals with literal accuracy, and have therefore felt the more at liberty on the present occasion to make the necessary deviations from this in order to make th
25、e tales readable for children.Finally, I have to thank those by whose kindness in waiving their rights to some of these stories, I have been enabled to compile this book. My friends Mr. E. Clodd, Mr. F. Hindes Groome, and Mr. Andrew Lang, have thus yielded up to me some of the most attractive storie
26、s in the following pages. The Councils of the English and of the American Folk-lore Societies, and Messrs. Longmans, have also been equally generous. Nor can I close these remarks without a word of thanks and praise to the artistic skill with which my friend, Mr. J. D. Batten, has made the romance a
27、nd humour of these stories live again in the brilliant designs with which he has adorned these pages. It should be added that the dainty headpieces to “Henny Penny” and “Mr. Fox” are due to my old friend, Mr. Henry Ryland.JOSEPH JACOBS.TOM TIT TOT Once upon a time there was a woman, and she baked fi
28、ve pies. And when they came out of the oven, they were that overbaked the crusts were too hard to eat. So she says to her daughter:“Darter,” says she, “put you them there pies on the shelf, and leave em there a little, and theyll come again.”She meant, you know, the crust would get soft.But the girl
29、, she says to herself: “Well, if theyll come again, Ill eat em now.” And she set to work and ate em all, first and last.Well, come supper-time the woman said: “Go you, and get one o them there pies. I dare say theyve come again now.”The girl went and she looked, and there was nothing but the dishes.
30、 So back she came and says she: “Noo, they aint come again.”“Not one of em?” says the mother.“Not one of em,” says she.“Well, come again, or not come again,” said the woman “Ill have one for supper.”“But you cant, if they aint come,” said the girl.“But I can,” says she. “Go you, and bring the best o
31、f em.”“Best or worst,” says the girl, “Ive ate em all, and you cant have one till thats come again.”Well, the woman she was done, and she took her spinning to the door to spin, and as she span she sang: “My darter ha ate five, five pies to-day. My darter ha ate five, five pies to-day.” The king was
32、coming down the street, and he heard her sing, but what she sang he couldnt hear, so he stopped and said:“What was that you were singing, my good woman?”The woman was ashamed to let him hear what her daughter had been doing, so she sang, instead of that: “My darter ha spun five, five skeins to-day.
33、My darter ha spun five, five skeins to-day.” “Stars o mine!” said the king, “I never heard tell of any one that could do that.”Then he said: “Look you here, I want a wife, and Ill marry your daughter. But look you here,” says he, “eleven months out of the year she shall have all she likes to eat, an
34、d all the gowns she likes to get, and all the company she likes to keep; but the last month of the year shell have to spin five skeins every day, and if she dont I shall kill her.”“All right,” says the woman; for she thought what a grand marriage that was. And as for the five skeins, when the time c
35、ame, thered be plenty of ways of getting out of it, and likeliest, hed have forgotten all about it.Well, so they were married. And for eleven months the girl had all she liked to eat, and all the gowns she liked to get, and all the company she liked to keep.But when the time was getting over, she be
36、gan to think about the skeins and to wonder if he had em in mind. But not one word did he say about em, and she thought hed wholly forgotten em.However, the last day of the last month he takes her to a room shed never set eyes on before. There was nothing in it but a spinning-wheel and a stool. And
37、says he: “Now, my dear, here youll be shut in to-morrow with some victuals and some flax, and if you havent spun five skeins by the night, your headll go off.”And away he went about his business.Well, she was that frightened, shed always been such a gatless girl, that she didnt so much as know how t
38、o spin, and what was she to do to-morrow with no one to come nigh her to help her? She sat down on a stool in the kitchen, and law! how she did cry!However, all of a sudden she heard a sort of a knocking low down on the door. She upped and oped it, and what should she see but a small little black th
39、ing with a long tail. That looked up at her right curious, and that said:“What are you a-crying for?”“Whats that to you?” says she.“Never you mind,” that said, “but tell me what youre a-crying for.”“That wont do me no good if I do,” says she.“You dont know that,” that said, and twirled thats tail ro
40、und.“Well,” says she, “that wont do no harm, if that dont do no good,” and she upped and told about the pies, and the skeins, and everything.“This is what Ill do,” says the little black thing, “Ill come to your window every morning and take the flax and bring it spun at night.”“Whats your pay?” says
41、 she.That looked out of the corner of thats eyes, and that said: “Ill give you three guesses every night to guess my name, and if you havent guessed it before the months up you shall be mine.”Well, she thought shed be sure to guess thats name before the month was up. “All right,” says she, “I agree.
42、”“All right,” that says, and law! how that twirled thats tail.Well, the next day, her husband took her into the room, and there was the flax and the days food.“Now theres the flax,” says he, “and if that aint spun up this night, off goes your head.” And then he went out and locked the door.Hed hardl
43、y gone, when there was a knocking against the window.She upped and she oped it, and there sure enough was the little old thing sitting on the ledge.“Wheres the flax?” says he.“Here it be,” says she. And she gave it to him.Well, come the evening a knocking came again to the window. She upped and she
44、oped it, and there was the little old thing with five skeins of flax on his arm.“Here it be,” says he, and he gave it to her.“Now, whats my name?” says he.“What, is that Bill?” says she.“Noo, that aint,” says he, and he twirled his tail.“Is that Ned?” says she.“Noo, that aint,” says he, and he twirl
45、ed his tail.“Well, is that Mark?” says she.“Noo, that aint,” says he, and he twirled his tail harder, and away he flew.Well, when her husband came in, there were the five skeins ready for him. “I see I shant have to kill you to-night, my dear,” says he; “youll have your food and your flax in the mor
46、ning,” says he, and away he goes.Well, every day the flax and the food were brought, and every day that there little black impet used to come mornings and evenings. And all the day the girl sat trying to think of names to say to it when it came at night. But she never hit on the right one. And as it
47、 got towards the end of the month, the impet began to look so maliceful, and that twirled thats tail faster and faster each time she gave a guess.At last it came to the last day but one. The impet came at night along with the five skeins, and that said,“What, aint you got my name yet?”“Is that Nicod
48、emus?” says she.“Noo, taint,” that says.“Is that Sammle?” says she.“Noo, taint,” that says.“A-well, is that Methusalem?” says she.“Noo, taint that neither,” that says.Then that looks at her with thats eyes like a coal o fire, and that says: “Woman, theres only to-morrow night, and then youll be mine
49、!” And away it flew.Well, she felt that horrid. However, she heard the king coming along the passage. In he came, and when he sees the five skeins, he says, says he,“Well, my dear,” says he, “I dont see but what youll have your skeins ready to-morrow night as well, and as I reckon I shant have to kill you, Ill have