The Happy Prince and Other Tales (sometimes called The Happy Prince and Other Stories) is a collection of stories for children by Oscar Wilde first published in May 1888.
It contains five stories:
"The Happy Prince"
"The Nightingale and the Rose"
"The Selfish Giant"
"The Devoted Friend"
"The Remarkable Rocket".
作者简介
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Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wilde was an Irish playwright, novelist, essayist, and poet. After writing in different forms throughout the 1880s, he became one of London's most popular playwrights in the early 1890s.
"When I was alive and had a human heart," answered the statue, "I did not know what tears were, for I lived in the Palace of Sans-Souci, where sorrow is not allowed to enter. In the daytime I played with my companions in the garden, and in the evening I led the dance in the Great Hall. Round the garden ran a very lofty wall, but I never cared to ask what lay beyond it, everything about me was so beautiful. My courtiers called me the Happy Prince, and happy indeed I was, if pleasure be happiness. So I lived, and so I died. And now that I am dead they have set me up here so high that I can see all the ugliness and all the misery of my city, and though my heart is made of lead yet I cannot choose but weep." (查看原文)
"It is not to Egypt that I am going," said the Swallow. "I am going to the House of Death. Death is the brother of Sleep, is he not?"
And he kissed the Happy Prince on the lips, and fell down dead at his feet. (查看原文)
辞藻华丽语言丰富cynical十足，这就是王尔德的风格。虽是tale，实在是不知道怎么念给小孩听。the happy prince, the devoted friend, the nightingale and the rose,听了他们会怀疑是不是不可以做好人，是不是不可以真心待朋友，是不是真爱抵不上珠宝。真真解释起来又说不清...倒是the selfish giant&the remarka...辞藻华丽语言丰富cynical十足，这就是王尔德的风格。虽是tale，实在是不知道怎么念给小孩听。the happy prince, the devoted friend, the nightingale and the rose,听了他们会怀疑是不是不可以做好人，是不是不可以真心待朋友，是不是真爱抵不上珠宝。真真解释起来又说不清...倒是the selfish giant&the remarkable giant直接明了告诉他们不可自私，不可自命不凡。大人的童话书。(展开)
There is no Mystery so great as Misery. -- OSCAR WILDE 我猜我小时候总体上不太喜欢快乐王子的原因，大致是因为我是个相对实际的人。我不喜欢太惨的故事，不喜欢没心没肺一味地对人好，不喜欢刻意的歌颂。 我儿时所读过的唯一版本的快乐王子，是出自上美厂出的一...
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Happy Prince Death is the brother of sleep, isn't it ? Death is the good price for love. Devoted friend 有时候我是小汉斯，善良被人利用，有时候我是磨坊主，做了婊子还要立牌坊——引自 豆友 木美
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"Mi bella Princesa, your funny little dwarf will never dance again. It is a pity, for he is so ugly that he might have made the King smile" "But why will he not dance again?" asked the Infanta, laughing. "Because his heart is broken," answered the Chamberlain, And the Infanta frowned, and herdainty rose-leaf lips curled in pretty disdain. "For the future let those who come to play with me have ...
2020-07-20 11:06
"Mi bella Princesa, your funny little dwarf will never dance again. It is
a pity, for he is so ugly that he
might have made the King smile"
"But why will he not dance again?" asked the Infanta, laughing.
"Because his heart is broken,"
answered the Chamberlain,
And the Infanta frowned, and herdainty rose-leaf lips curled in pretty disdain. "For the future let those who come to play with me have no hearts." she cried, and she ran out into the garden.
"The land is free, " said the young King, and thou art no mans slave." "In war," answered the weaver, "the strong make slaves of the weak, and in peace the rich make slaves of the poor. We must work to live, and they give us such mean wage that we die. We toil for them all day long, and they heap up gold in their coffers, and our children fade away before their time, and the faces of those we l...
2020-07-15 15:50
"The land is free, " said the young
King, and thou art no mans slave."
"In war," answered the weaver, "the strong make slaves of the weak,
and in peace the rich make slaves of the poor. We must work to live, and they give us such mean wage that we die. We toil for them all
day long, and they heap up gold in their coffers, and our children fade away before their time, and the
faces of those we love become
hard and evil.
We tread out the grapes, and
another drinks the wine. We sow
the cor, and our own board is
empty. We have chains, though no eye beholds them, and are slaves
though men call us free."
"Is it so with all?" he asked.
"It is so with all, "answered the
weaver, "with the young as well as with the old, with the women as
well as with the men, with the
little children as well as with those who are stricken in years. The
merchants grind us down, and we must needs do their bidding. The
priest rides by and tells his beads, and no man has care of us.
Through our sunless lanes creeps
Poverty with her hungry eyes, and Sin with his sodden face follows
close behind her Misery wakes us in the morning, and Shame sits
with us at night. But what are
these things to thee? Thou art not one of us. Thy face is too happy."
And he turned away scowling…
Yet ruled he not long, so great had been his suffering, and so bitter the fire of his testing, for after the space of three years he died. And he who came after him ruled evilly. 标准的王尔德式结局，还是苦的。
2020-07-15 15:01
Yet ruled he not long, so great had been his suffering, and so bitter the fire of his testing, for after the space of three years he died. And he who came after him ruled
evilly.
"Any place you love is the world to you," exclaimed a pensive Catherine Wheel, who had been attached to an old deal box in early life, and prided herself on her broken heart: "but love is not fashionable any more, the poets have killed it. They wrote so much about it that nobody believed them, and I am not surprised. True love suffers, and is silent. I remember mvself once-but it is nomatter no...
2020-07-07 15:33
"Any place you love is the world to you," exclaimed a pensive
Catherine Wheel, who had been
attached to an old deal box in early life, and prided herself on her
broken heart: "but love is not
fashionable any more, the poets
have killed it. They wrote so much about it that nobody believed
them, and I am not surprised. True love suffers, and is silent. I
remember mvself once-but it is nomatter now. Romance is a thing of the past."
"Nonsense!" said the Roman
Candle. "Romance never dies. It is like the moon, and lives for ever.
The bride and bridegroom, forinstance, love each other very
dearly. I heard all about them thismorning from a brown-paper
cartridge, who happened to be
staving in the same drawer as
myself, and knew the latest Court
news. "
But the Catherine Wheel shook herhead. "Romance is dead. Romanceis dead. Romance is dead. " she murmured. She was one of those people who think that, if you say the same thing over and over a great many times, it becomes true in the end.
"You will never be in the best society unless you can stand on your heads," she kept saying to them; and every now and then she showed them how it was done. But the little ducks paid no attention to her. They were so young that they did not know what an advantage it is to be in society at all. "What disobedient children!" cried the old Water-rat; "they really deserve to be drowned." “你们要是...
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"You will never be in the best society unless you can stand on your heads," she kept saying to them; and every now and then she showed them how it was done. But the little ducks paid no attention to her. They were so young that they did not know what an advantage it is to be in society at all.
"What disobedient children!" cried the old Water-rat; "they really deserve to be drowned."
“你们要是不会倒立，就永不会有跟上等人来往的机会，”她不断地对他们说，并且她时常做给他们看，怎样才可以倒立起来。可是小鸭们并不注意她。他们太年轻了，完全不知道跟上等人来往的好处。 “多么不听话的孩子！”老河鼠嚷道，“他们实在应当淹死。”
"Nothing of the kind," answered the Duck, "every one must make a beginning, and parents cannot be too patient."
“不是的，”母鸭答道，“开头不容易，对谁都是一样，做父母的要有耐心才好。”
"Ah! I know nothing about the feelings of parents," said the Water-rat; "I am not a family man. In fact, I have never been married, and I never intend to be. Love is all very well in its way, but friendship is much higher. Indeed, I know of nothing in the world that is either nobler or rarer than a devoted friendship."
“啊！我一点也不懂做父母的情感，”河鼠说。“我不是个有家室的人。其实，我从没有结过婚，也决不想结婚。爱情就它本身来说也很不错，可是友谊却比它高尚得多。老实说，我不知道在世界上还有什么比忠实的友谊更高贵、更难得的东西。”
"Mi bella Princesa, your funny little dwarf will never dance again. It is a pity, for he is so ugly that he might have made the King smile" "But why will he not dance again?" asked the Infanta, laughing. "Because his heart is broken," answered the Chamberlain, And the Infanta frowned, and herdainty rose-leaf lips curled in pretty disdain. "For the future let those who come to play with me have ...
2020-07-20 11:06
"Mi bella Princesa, your funny little dwarf will never dance again. It is
a pity, for he is so ugly that he
might have made the King smile"
"But why will he not dance again?" asked the Infanta, laughing.
"Because his heart is broken,"
answered the Chamberlain,
And the Infanta frowned, and herdainty rose-leaf lips curled in pretty disdain. "For the future let those who come to play with me have no hearts." she cried, and she ran out into the garden.
"The land is free, " said the young King, and thou art no mans slave." "In war," answered the weaver, "the strong make slaves of the weak, and in peace the rich make slaves of the poor. We must work to live, and they give us such mean wage that we die. We toil for them all day long, and they heap up gold in their coffers, and our children fade away before their time, and the faces of those we l...
2020-07-15 15:50
"The land is free, " said the young
King, and thou art no mans slave."
"In war," answered the weaver, "the strong make slaves of the weak,
and in peace the rich make slaves of the poor. We must work to live, and they give us such mean wage that we die. We toil for them all
day long, and they heap up gold in their coffers, and our children fade away before their time, and the
faces of those we love become
hard and evil.
We tread out the grapes, and
another drinks the wine. We sow
the cor, and our own board is
empty. We have chains, though no eye beholds them, and are slaves
though men call us free."
"Is it so with all?" he asked.
"It is so with all, "answered the
weaver, "with the young as well as with the old, with the women as
well as with the men, with the
little children as well as with those who are stricken in years. The
merchants grind us down, and we must needs do their bidding. The
priest rides by and tells his beads, and no man has care of us.
Through our sunless lanes creeps
Poverty with her hungry eyes, and Sin with his sodden face follows
close behind her Misery wakes us in the morning, and Shame sits
with us at night. But what are
these things to thee? Thou art not one of us. Thy face is too happy."
And he turned away scowling…
Yet ruled he not long, so great had been his suffering, and so bitter the fire of his testing, for after the space of three years he died. And he who came after him ruled evilly. 标准的王尔德式结局，还是苦的。
2020-07-15 15:01
Yet ruled he not long, so great had been his suffering, and so bitter the fire of his testing, for after the space of three years he died. And he who came after him ruled
evilly.
"Mi bella Princesa, your funny little dwarf will never dance again. It is a pity, for he is so ugly that he might have made the King smile" "But why will he not dance again?" asked the Infanta, laughing. "Because his heart is broken," answered the Chamberlain, And the Infanta frowned, and herdainty rose-leaf lips curled in pretty disdain. "For the future let those who come to play with me have ...
2020-07-20 11:06
"Mi bella Princesa, your funny little dwarf will never dance again. It is
a pity, for he is so ugly that he
might have made the King smile"
"But why will he not dance again?" asked the Infanta, laughing.
"Because his heart is broken,"
answered the Chamberlain,
And the Infanta frowned, and herdainty rose-leaf lips curled in pretty disdain. "For the future let those who come to play with me have no hearts." she cried, and she ran out into the garden.
"The land is free, " said the young King, and thou art no mans slave." "In war," answered the weaver, "the strong make slaves of the weak, and in peace the rich make slaves of the poor. We must work to live, and they give us such mean wage that we die. We toil for them all day long, and they heap up gold in their coffers, and our children fade away before their time, and the faces of those we l...
2020-07-15 15:50
"The land is free, " said the young
King, and thou art no mans slave."
"In war," answered the weaver, "the strong make slaves of the weak,
and in peace the rich make slaves of the poor. We must work to live, and they give us such mean wage that we die. We toil for them all
day long, and they heap up gold in their coffers, and our children fade away before their time, and the
faces of those we love become
hard and evil.
We tread out the grapes, and
another drinks the wine. We sow
the cor, and our own board is
empty. We have chains, though no eye beholds them, and are slaves
though men call us free."
"Is it so with all?" he asked.
"It is so with all, "answered the
weaver, "with the young as well as with the old, with the women as
well as with the men, with the
little children as well as with those who are stricken in years. The
merchants grind us down, and we must needs do their bidding. The
priest rides by and tells his beads, and no man has care of us.
Through our sunless lanes creeps
Poverty with her hungry eyes, and Sin with his sodden face follows
close behind her Misery wakes us in the morning, and Shame sits
with us at night. But what are
these things to thee? Thou art not one of us. Thy face is too happy."
And he turned away scowling…
Yet ruled he not long, so great had been his suffering, and so bitter the fire of his testing, for after the space of three years he died. And he who came after him ruled evilly. 标准的王尔德式结局，还是苦的。
2020-07-15 15:01
Yet ruled he not long, so great had been his suffering, and so bitter the fire of his testing, for after the space of three years he died. And he who came after him ruled
evilly.
"Any place you love is the world to you," exclaimed a pensive Catherine Wheel, who had been attached to an old deal box in early life, and prided herself on her broken heart: "but love is not fashionable any more, the poets have killed it. They wrote so much about it that nobody believed them, and I am not surprised. True love suffers, and is silent. I remember mvself once-but it is nomatter no...
2020-07-07 15:33
"Any place you love is the world to you," exclaimed a pensive
Catherine Wheel, who had been
attached to an old deal box in early life, and prided herself on her
broken heart: "but love is not
fashionable any more, the poets
have killed it. They wrote so much about it that nobody believed
them, and I am not surprised. True love suffers, and is silent. I
remember mvself once-but it is nomatter now. Romance is a thing of the past."
"Nonsense!" said the Roman
Candle. "Romance never dies. It is like the moon, and lives for ever.
The bride and bridegroom, forinstance, love each other very
dearly. I heard all about them thismorning from a brown-paper
cartridge, who happened to be
staving in the same drawer as
myself, and knew the latest Court
news. "
But the Catherine Wheel shook herhead. "Romance is dead. Romanceis dead. Romance is dead. " she murmured. She was one of those people who think that, if you say the same thing over and over a great many times, it becomes true in the end.
"Mi bella Princesa, your funny little dwarf will never dance again. It is a pity, for he is so ugly that he might have made the King smile" "But why will he not dance again?" asked the Infanta, laughing. "Because his heart is broken," answered the Chamberlain, And the Infanta frowned, and herdainty rose-leaf lips curled in pretty disdain. "For the future let those who come to play with me have ...
0 有用 默 2018-08-03
小时候看过的童话里印象最深的几个 快乐王子 穿红舞鞋的小姑娘 夜莺 三个里有两个都是王尔德写的 语言用词都很简单 读起来也很快很有趣 王尔德真的很喜欢通过人物对话进行大段的论述 他的讽刺总显得轻佻 漫不经心 却一针见血 很有趣的风格
1 有用 哩哩哩4289 2013-10-04
辞藻华丽语言丰富cynical十足，这就是王尔德的风格。虽是tale，实在是不知道怎么念给小孩听。the happy prince, the devoted friend, the nightingale and the rose,听了他们会怀疑是不是不可以做好人，是不是不可以真心待朋友，是不是真爱抵不上珠宝。真真解释起来又说不清...倒是the selfish giant&the remarka... 辞藻华丽语言丰富cynical十足，这就是王尔德的风格。虽是tale，实在是不知道怎么念给小孩听。the happy prince, the devoted friend, the nightingale and the rose,听了他们会怀疑是不是不可以做好人，是不是不可以真心待朋友，是不是真爱抵不上珠宝。真真解释起来又说不清...倒是the selfish giant&the remarkable giant直接明了告诉他们不可自私，不可自命不凡。大人的童话书。 (展开)
0 有用 猫ber 2009-02-04
Printed in Germany.设计不错，封面尤赞。 王尔德简单的诗化的文字。很流畅。 前三个故事熟悉。The happy prince. The Nightingale and the Rose.The selfish Giant. 长大了再读，才觉 得写得悲哀啊。
0 有用 柒惶 2015-08-01
虽然是童话故事，但是更加适合成年人阅读。每个故事都是那么不留余地。王子是兼济天下，可是市政官员却丑陋。夜莺对爱的付出，而爱情什么都不是。巨人的故事稍稍有点温情。朋友的那个故事真是反讽至极。
0 有用 靜流 2014-11-15
人世间的善恶如此不易。痛不可当。
0 有用 John Wayne 2021-03-01
How sad I am when reading the first two stories.
0 有用 不完美机器人🦐 2021-02-09
太好看了，特别是“The Devoted Friend”和“The Remarkable Rocket”。伪装成童话故事的讽刺短篇。精巧。
0 有用 小茶 2021-01-08
快乐王子、夜莺与玫瑰、自私的巨人都是非常经典的童话故事，王尔德的文字非常的唯美。
0 有用 太陽系美少女 2020-08-16
真不覺得這是tales(🤦♀️)
0 有用 小贝贝的过山车 2020-08-06
不管是讽刺，还是歌颂，都那么深入人心。王尔德的文笔实在是太好了。