Ah! yes, that was little Tuk: in reality his name was not Tuk, but that was what he called himself before he could speak plain: he meant it for Charles, and it is all well enough if one does but know it. He had now to take care of his little sister Augusta, who was much younger than himself, and he was, besides, to learn his lesson at the same time; but these two things would not do together at all. There sat the poor little fellow, with his sister on his lap, and he sang to her all the songs he knew; and he glanced the while from time to time into the geography-book that lay open before him. By the next morning he was to have learnt all the towns in Zealand by heart, and to know about them all that is possible to be known.
啊!是的，那是小图克：实际上他的名字不是图克，而是那个 在他能说清楚之前，他就是这样称呼自己的：他的意思是 查尔斯，只要知道这一点就足够了。他现在已经 照顾比他小得多的妹妹奥古斯塔 此外，他同时也要吸取教训。但是 这两件事根本不能同时进行。可怜的小孩子坐在那里 他的妹妹坐在他的腿上，他给她唱了他自己唱的所有歌曲。 知道；他时不时地看一眼地理书 那在他面前敞开着。到第二天早上他就学会了 牢记西兰岛的所有城镇，并了解它们的一切 有可能被知晓。
His mother now came home, for she had been out, and took little Augusta on her arm. Tuk ran quickly to the window, and read so eagerly that he pretty nearly read his eyes out; for it got darker and darker, but his mother had no money to buy a candle.
他的母亲现在回家了，因为她出去了，带着小奥古斯塔 在她的手臂上。图克快步跑到窗前，如饥似渴地读着书。 几乎把他的眼睛读出了；因为天色变得越来越暗，但他的 妈妈没有钱买蜡烛。
“There goes the old washerwoman over the way,” said his mother, as she looked out of the window. “The poor woman can hardly drag herself along, and she must now drag the pail home from the fountain. Be a good boy, Tukey, and run across and help the old woman, won't you?”
“那个老洗衣妇走了过去，”他的母亲边说边说道。 看着窗外。 “这个可怜的女人几乎无法坚持下去， 现在她必须把桶从喷泉里拖回家。做一个好孩子， 图基，跑过去帮助那个老太婆，好吗？”
So Tuk ran over quickly and helped her; but when he came back again into the room it was quite dark, and as to a light, there was no thought of such a thing. He was now to go to bed; that was an old turn-up bedstead; in it he lay and thought about his geography lesson, and of Zealand, and of all that his master had told him. He ought, to be sure, to have read over his lesson again, but that, you know, he could not do. He therefore put his geography-book under his pillow, because he had heard that was a very good thing to do when one wants to learn one's lesson; but one cannot, however, rely upon it entirely. Well, there he lay, and thought and thought, and all at once it was just as if someone kissed his eyes and mouth: he slept, and yet he did not sleep; it was as though the old washerwoman gazed on him with her mild eyes and said, “It were a great sin if you were not to know your lesson tomorrow morning. You have aided me, I therefore will now help you; and the loving God will do so at all times.” And all of a sudden the book under Tuk's pillow began scraping and scratching.
于是图克赶紧跑过去帮她；但当他再次回到 房间里很暗，至于灯，没有想到 这样的事。他现在该去睡觉了。那是一张旧的翻折床架； 他躺在床上，想着他的地理课、新西兰，以及 他的主人告诉他的一切。可以肯定的是，他应该读过 再次回顾他的教训，但是，你知道，他做不到。他因此 把地理书放在枕头下，因为他听说那是 当一个人想要吸取教训时，这是一件非常好的事情；但有一个 然而，不能完全依赖它。好吧，他躺在那儿，想着 想着，突然间就好像有人亲吻了他的眼睛 和嘴：他睡着了，但他并没有睡着；就好像旧的一样 洗衣妇用温和的目光注视着他，说道：“真是太棒了。” 如果你明天早上不知道你的功课，那就罪了。你已经援助过 我，因此我现在会帮助你；慈爱的上帝一定会这样做 次”。突然，图克枕头下的书开始刮擦 和抓挠。
“Kickery-ki! kluk! kluk! kluk!”--that was an old hen who came creeping along, and she was from Kjoge. “I am a Kjoger hen,” [*] said she, and then she related how many inhabitants there were there, and about the battle that had taken place, and which, after all, was hardly worth talking about.
“Kickery-ki！kluk！kluk！kluk！”——那是一只老母鸡爬过来了 她来自克乔格。 “我是一只 Kjoger 母鸡，”[*] 她说，然后 她讲述了那里有多少居民以及这场战斗 那件事已经发生了，而且毕竟不值得谈论 关于。
Kjoge, a town in the bay of Kjoge. “To see the Kjoge hens,” is an expression similar to “showing a child London,” which is said to be done by taking his head in both bands, and so lifting him off the ground. At the invasion of the English in 1807, an encounter of a no very glorious nature took place between the British troops and the undisciplined Danish militia.
* Kjoge，Kjoge 湾的一个小镇。 “去看克乔格 母鸡”是一个类似于“展示伦敦小孩”的表达方式， 据说这是通过在两个带子中取出他的头来完成的， 然后把他抬离地面。在入侵时 1807 年的英国，一次不那么光荣的遭遇 发生在英国军队和不守纪律的人之间 丹麦民兵。
“Kribledy, krabledy--plump!” down fell somebody: it was a wooden bird, the popinjay used at the shooting-matches at Prastoe. Now he said that there were just as many inhabitants as he had nails in his body; and he was very proud. “Thorwaldsen lived almost next door to me.* Plump! Here I lie capitally.”
“Krabledy，krabledy——丰满！”有人摔倒了：那是一只木鸟， 普拉斯托射击比赛中使用的 popinjay。现在他说 他身上的钉子有多少，居民就有多少。和他 非常自豪。 “Thorwaldsen 几乎就住在我隔壁。* 丰满！在这里 我撒谎实在是太夸张了。”
Prastoe, a still smaller town than Kjoge. Some hundred paces from it lies the manor-house Ny Soe, where Thorwaldsen, the famed sculptor, generally sojourned during his stay in Denmark, and where he called many of his immortal works into existence.
* Prastoe，一个比 Kjoge 还要小的城镇。距此数百步 它位于 Ny Soe 庄园内，著名雕塑家托瓦尔德森 (Thorwaldsen) 就在这里 他在丹麦逗留期间通常会短暂停留，并在那里拜访了许多人 他的不朽作品得以存在。
But little Tuk was no longer lying down: all at once he was on horseback. On he went at full gallop, still galloping on and on. A knight with a gleaming plume, and most magnificently dressed, held him before him on the horse, and thus they rode through the wood to the old town of Bordingborg, and that was a large and very lively town. High towers rose from the castle of the king, and the brightness of many candles streamed from all the windows; within was dance and song, and King Waldemar and the young, richly-attired maids of honor danced together. The morn now came; and as soon as the sun appeared, the whole town and the king's palace crumbled together, and one tower after the other; and at last only a single one remained standing where the castle had been before,* and the town was so small and poor, and the school boys came along with their books under their arms, and said, “2000 inhabitants!” but that was not true, for there were not so many.
但小图克不再躺着了：他突然就躺着了。 马背上。他继续全速奔跑，一直向前奔跑。一个 身着华丽羽毛、衣着华丽的骑士抓住了他 他骑在马前面，他们就这样骑马穿过树林，来到了古老的地方。 博丁堡镇，那是一个很大而且非常热闹的小镇。高 塔楼从国王的城堡中拔地而起，许多灯塔闪烁着光芒 蜡烛从所有的窗户里流出来。里面有歌舞， 瓦尔德玛国王和年轻的、衣着华丽的侍女们翩翩起舞 在一起。现在早晨来临了；太阳一出现，整个 城镇和国王的宫殿一起倒塌，一座塔楼之后 其他；最后只剩下一个人站在城堡的地方 以前曾经有过*，那个小镇又小又穷，而且学校 男孩们腋下夹着书走过来，说道：“2000 居民！”但事实并非如此，因为数量并不多。
*Bordingborg, in the reign of King Waldemar, a considerable place, now an unimportant little town. One solitary tower only, and some remains of a wall, show where the castle once stood.
*博丁堡，在瓦尔德马国王统治时期，是一个相当大的地方，现在 一个不重要的小镇。只有一座孤塔，还有一些遗迹 一面墙，显示城堡曾经矗立的地方。
And little Tukey lay in his bed: it seemed to him as if he dreamed, and yet as if he were not dreaming; however, somebody was close beside him.
小图基躺在床上：他觉得自己好像在做梦， 但又好像他不是在做梦；然而，有人就在他身边。
“Little Tukey! Little Tukey!” cried someone near. It was a seaman, quite a little personage, so little as if he were a midshipman; but a midshipman it was not.
“小图基！小图基！”附近有人喊道。那是一名海员， 他是个小人物，简直就像是一名见习官一样。但是一个 见习官 事实并非如此。
“Many remembrances from Corsor.* That is a town that is just rising into importance; a lively town that has steam-boats and stagecoaches: formerly people called it ugly, but that is no longer true. I lie on the sea,” said Corsor; “I have high roads and gardens, and I have given birth to a poet who was witty and amusing, which all poets are not. I once intended to equip a ship that was to sail all round the earth; but I did not do it, although I could have done so: and then, too, I smell so deliciously, for close before the gate bloom the most beautiful roses.”
“来自 Corsor 的许多回忆。*那是一个刚刚崛起的城镇 进入重要性；一个有汽船和驿站马车的热闹小镇： 以前人们说它丑陋，但现在不再这样了。我躺在 大海，”科索尔说道。 “我有公路和花园，我给了 诞生了一位机智风趣的诗人，这是所有诗人所不具备的。我 曾经打算装备一艘绕地球航行的船；但是 我没有这样做，尽管我可以这样做：然后，我也闻到了 如此美味，为近门前绽放最美 玫瑰。”
*Corsor, on the Great Belt, called, formerly, before the introduction of steam-vessels, when travellers were often obliged to wait a long time for a favorable wind, “the most tiresome of towns.” The poet Baggesen was born here.
*Corsor，位于大腰带上，在介绍之前被称为以前 蒸汽船的出现，当时旅客常常不得不等待很长时间 对于顺风来说，“最令人厌烦的城镇”。诗人巴格森 出生在这里。
Little Tuk looked, and all was red and green before his eyes; but as soon as the confusion of colors was somewhat over, all of a sudden there appeared a wooded slope close to the bay, and high up above stood a magnificent old church, with two high pointed towers. From out the hill-side spouted fountains in thick streams of water, so that there was a continual splashing; and close beside them sat an old king with a golden crown upon his white head: that was King Hroar, near the fountains, close to the town of Roeskilde, as it is now called. And up the slope into the old church went all the kings and queens of Denmark, hand in hand, all with their golden crowns; and the organ played and the fountains rustled. Little Tuk saw all, heard all. “Do not forget the diet,” said King Hroar.*
小图克一看，眼前全是红色和绿色；但作为 当颜色的混乱稍微结束时，突然之间 靠近海湾出现了一个树木繁茂的斜坡，上面高高地矗立着一座 宏伟的古老教堂，有两座高高的尖塔。从出 山坡上喷出的喷泉，水流湍急， 持续不断的溅水声；在他们旁边坐着一位老国王， 金色的王冠戴在他白色的头上：那是赫罗尔国王，靠近 喷泉，靠近现在的罗斯基勒镇。以及向上 丹麦所有的国王和王后都从斜坡进入老教堂， 手拉着手，都戴着金冠；风琴奏响了 喷泉沙沙作响。小图克看到了一切，听到了一切。 “不要忘记 饮食，”赫罗尔国王说。*
*Roeskilde, once the capital of Denmark. The town takes its name from King Hroar, and the many fountains in the neighborhood. In the beautiful cathedral the greater number of the kings and queens of Denmark are interred. In Roeskilde, too, the members of the Danish Diet assemble.
*罗斯基勒，丹麦曾经的首都。该镇得名于 赫罗尔国王和附近的许多喷泉。在美丽的 丹麦国王和王后人数越多，大教堂就越多 埋葬。丹麦议会的成员也聚集在罗斯基勒。
Again all suddenly disappeared. Yes, and whither? It seemed to him just as if one turned over a leaf in a book. And now stood there an old peasant-woman, who came from Soroe,* where grass grows in the market-place. She had an old grey linen apron hanging over her head and back: it was so wet, it certainly must have been raining. “Yes, that it has,” said she; and she now related many pretty things out of Holberg's comedies, and about Waldemar and Absalon; but all at once she cowered together, and her head began shaking backwards and forwards, and she looked as she were going to make a spring. “Croak! croak!” said she. “It is wet, it is wet; there is such a pleasant deathlike stillness in Sorbe!” She was now suddenly a frog, “Croak”; and now she was an old woman. “One must dress according to the weather,” said she. “It is wet; it is wet. My town is just like a bottle; and one gets in by the neck, and by the neck one must get out again! In former times I had the finest fish, and now I have fresh rosy-cheeked boys at the bottom of the bottle, who learn wisdom, Hebrew, Greek--Croak!”
一切又突然消失了。是的，那么去哪里呢？在他看来 就像翻开一本书的一页一样。现在站在那里 老农妇，来自索罗*，那里长着青草 市场。她头上挂着一条旧的灰色亚麻围裙， 回：天这么湿，肯定是下雨了。 “是的，那个 有，”她说；她现在从霍尔伯格的书中讲述了许多漂亮的事情 喜剧，以及关于瓦尔德玛和阿布萨隆的；但她突然畏缩了 在一起，她的头开始前后摇晃，她 看起来她正准备做一个弹簧。 “呱呱！呱呱！”她说。 “湿了，湿了；里面有一种令人愉快的死一般的寂静。 索布！”她现在突然变成了一只青蛙，“呱呱”地叫着；现在她已经老了 女人。 “人们必须根据天气来穿衣服，”她说。 “湿了； 它是湿的。我的小镇就像一个瓶子；然后有人掐住脖子， 还得再掐住脖子逃出去！以前我有 最好的鱼，现在我在鱼的底部有新鲜的红润男孩 瓶子，谁学习智慧，希伯来语，希腊语——呱呱叫！”
Sorbe, a very quiet little town, beautifully situated, surrounded by woods and lakes. Holberg, Denmark's Moliere, founded here an academy for the sons of the nobles. The poets Hauch and Ingemann were appointed professors here. The latter lives there still.
* Sorbe，一个非常安静的小镇，地理位置优越，周围环绕着 树林和湖泊。丹麦莫里哀霍尔伯格在这里创办了一所学院 为贵族子弟。诗人豪赫和英格曼被任命为 这里的教授们。后者仍然住在那里。
When she spoke it sounded just like the noise of frogs, or as if one walked with great boots over a moor; always the same tone, so uniform and so tiring that little Tuk fell into a good sound sleep, which, by the bye, could not do him any harm.
她说话的时候听起来就像青蛙的叫声，或者就像是一只 穿着大靴子在沼泽上行走；总是相同的语气，如此统一 太累了，小图克睡得很熟， 再见，不能对他造成任何伤害。
But even in this sleep there came a dream, or whatever else it was: his little sister Augusta, she with the blue eyes and the fair curling hair, was suddenly a tall, beautiful girl, and without having wings was yet able to fly; and she now flew over Zealand--over the green woods and the blue lakes.
但即使在这个睡眠中，也出现了一个梦，或者其他什么东西：他的 小妹妹奥古斯塔，她有着蓝色的眼睛和金色的卷发， 突然变成了一个高挑美丽的女孩，还没有翅膀 能够飞翔；她现在飞过西兰岛——飞过绿色的树林和 蓝色的湖泊。
“Do you hear the cock crow, Tukey? Cock-a-doodle-doo! The cocks are flying up from Kjoge! You will have a farm-yard, so large, oh! so very large! You will suffer neither hunger nor thirst! You will get on in the world! You will be a rich and happy man! Your house will exalt itself like King Waldemar's tower, and will be richly decorated with marble statues, like that at Prastoe. You understand what I mean. Your name shall circulate with renown all round the earth, like unto the ship that was to have sailed from Corsor; and in Roeskilde--”
“图基，你听到公鸡打鸣了吗？公鸡叫了！公鸡在叫。” 从克乔格起飞！你会有一个农家院子，好大哦！非常非常 大！你将不饥不渴！你将继续在 世界！你将成为一个富有而幸福的人！你的房子会自我提升 就像瓦尔德马国王的塔一样，将用大理石装饰华丽 雕像，就像普拉斯托的雕像一样。你明白我的意思。你的名字 将像那艘船一样在地球上享有盛名 本来是从科索尔起航的；而在罗斯基勒——”
“Do not forget the diet!” said King Hroar.
“别忘了饮食！”赫罗尔国王说道。
“Then you will speak well and wisely, little Tukey; and when at last you sink into your grave, you shall sleep as quietly--”
“那么你就会说得好又聪明，小图基；当你最后 沉入你的坟墓，你将安静地沉睡——”
“As if I lay in Soroe,” said Tuk, awaking. It was bright day, and he was now quite unable to call to mind his dream; that, however, was not at all necessary, for one may not know what the future will bring.
“就像我躺在索罗一样，”图克醒来时说道。那天天气晴朗，他 现在完全无法回想起他的梦想；然而，那并不是在 所有这些都是必要的，因为人们可能不知道未来会发生什么。
And out of bed he jumped, and read in his book, and now all at once he knew his whole lesson. And the old washerwoman popped her head in at the door, nodded to him friendly, and said, “Thanks, many thanks, my good child, for your help! May the good ever-loving God fulfil your loveliest dream!”
他从床上跳起来，读他的书，现在他突然 知道他的整个教训。老洗衣妇把头伸进水里 门，友好地向他点点头，说道：“谢谢，非常感谢，我的好人。” 孩子，求你的帮助！愿慈爱的上帝成全你最可爱的人 梦想！”
Little Tukey did not at all know what he had dreamed, but the loving God knew it.
小图基根本不知道自己做了什么梦，但慈爱的上帝 我知道。