每盎司安徒生童话-豌豆公主(中英文对照)

2021年1月26日发(作者：屠基达)
THE REAL PRINCESS

There was once a Prince who wished to marry a Princess; but then
she must be a real Princess. He travelled all over the world in hopes
of finding such a lady; but there was always something wrong.
Princesses he found in plenty; but whether they were real Princesses
it was impossible for him to decide, for now one thing, now another,
seemed to him not quite right about the ladies. At last he returned to
his palace quite cast down, because he wished so much to have a real
Princess for his wife.
One evening a fearful tempest arose, it thundered and lightened,
and the rain poured down from the sky in torrents: besides, it was as
dark as pitch. All at once there was heard a violent knocking at the
door, and the old King, the Prince's father, went out himself to open
it.
It was a Princess who was standing outside the door. What with the
rain and the wind, she was in a sad condition; the water trickled down
from her hair, and her clothes clung to her body. She said she was a
real Princess.

however, she said not a word of what she was going to do; but went
quietly into the bedroom, took all the bed-clothes off the bed, and
put three little peas on the bedstead. She then laid twenty mattresses
one upon another over the three peas, and put twenty feather beds over
the mattresses.
Upon this bed the Princess was to pass the night.
The next morning she was asked how she had slept.
indeed!
through. I do not know what was in my bed, but I had something hard
under me, and am all over black and blue. It has hurt me so much!
Now it was plain that the lady must be a real Princess, since she
had been able to feel the three little peas through the twenty
mattresses and twenty feather beds. None but a real Princess could
have had such a delicate sense of feeling.
The Prince accordingly made her his wife; being now convinced that
he had found a real Princess. The three peas were however put into the
cabinet of curiosities, where they are still to be seen, provided they
are not lost.
Wasn't this a lady of real delicacy?



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