儿童英文儿歌集锦

儿童英文儿歌集锦

The Cuckoo 布谷鸟

In April,

Come he will,

In May,

Sing all day,

In June,

Change his tune,

In July,

Prepare to fly,

In August,

Go he must!

四月里，

它就来了，

五月里，

整天吟唱多逍遥，

六月里，

它在改变曲调，

七月里，

准备飞翔，

八月里，

它就得离去了！

At The Seaside 海边

(1)

When I was down beside the sea

A wooden spade they gave to me

To dig the sandy shore.

当我到海边时

他们给了我一把木铲

好去挖掘沙滩。

(2)

The holes were empty like a cup

In every hole the sea camp up,

Till it could come no more.

挖成像杯状般的空洞

让每个洞中的海水涌现

直到它不能再涌现。

Whole Duty of Children

~Robert Louis Stevenson

A child should always say what's true,

And speak when he is spoken to,

And behave mannerly at table:

At least as far as he is able.

The First Tooth

~Charles and Mary Lamb

Through the house what busy joy,

Just because the infant boy

Has a tiny tooth to show!

I have got a double row,

All as white, and all as small;

Yet no one cares for mine at all.

He can say but half a word,

Yet that single sound's preferred

To all the words that I can say

In the longest summer day.

He cannot walk, yet if he put

With mimic motion out his foot,

As if he thought he were advancing,

It's prized more than my best dancing.

The Rainbow

~Christina Rossetti

Boats sail on the rivers,

And ships sail on the seas;

But clouds that sail across the sky

Are prettier than these.

There are bridges on the rivers,

As pretty as you please;

But the bow that bridges heaven,

And overtops the trees,

And builds a road from earth to sky, Is prettier far than these.

.My Mother

~Ann Taylor

Who fed me from her gentle breast, And hushed me in her arms to rest, And on my cheek sweet kisses prest?

My Mother.

When sleep forsook my open eye,

Who was it sung sweet hushaby, And rocked me that I should not cry?

My Mother.

Who sat and watched my infant head,

When sleeping on my cradle bed,

And tears of sweet affection shed?

My Mother.

When pain and sickness made me cry, Who gazed upon my heavy eye, And wept for fear that I should die?

My Mother.

Who dressed my doll in clothes so gay, And fondly taught me how to play, And minded all I had to say?

My Mother.

Who ran to help me when I fell,

And would some pretty story tell,

Or kiss the place to make it well?

My Mother.

Who taught my infant lips to pray, And love God's holy book and day, And walk in wisdom's pleasant way?

My Mother.

And can I ever cease to be

Affectionate and kind to thee,

Who was so very kind to me,

My Mother?

Ah no! the thought I cannot bear, And if God please my life to spare,

I hope I shall reward thy care,

My Mother.

When thou art feeble, old, and grey,

My healthy arm shall be thy stay,

And I will soothe thy pains away,