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LESSON 87 THE BAREFOOT BOY
Blessings on thee, little man, Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan!
祝福你，你這小大人，光腳的孩子，雙頰曬成了褐色！
With thy turned-up pantaloons, And thy merry whistled tunes;
還有你那翻起的褲子，你那歡快的口哨聲；
With thy red lip, redder still Kissed by strawberries on the hill;
你那紅紅的嘴唇，依舊紅潤；被小山上的草莓吻過；
With the sunshine on thy face, Through thy torn brim's jaunty grace,
傾灑在你臉上的陽光，透過你開裂的帽檐那洋洋得意的優美，
From my heart I give thee joy, I was once a barefoot boy!
我發自心底想給歡樂——因為我曾經也是赤腳的孩子！
Prince thou art, the grown-up man Only is republican.
你是王子，已經長大，唯一的共和主義者。
Let the million-dollared ride! Barefoot, trudging at his side, Thou hast more than he can buy,
讓百萬美元的坐騎飛奔吧！赤腳，跋涉，你有的他買不起，
in the reach of ear and eye, Outward sunshine, inward joy: Blessings on thee, barefoot boy!
在聽力和目力所及之內，在愉快的外表下，內心的歡樂：上帝保佑你，赤腳的孩子！
Oh for boyhood's painless play, Sleep that wakes in laughing day,
啊，為了少年時代無憂無慮的游戲，在睡夢中笑著醒來，
Health that mocks the doctor's rules, Knowledge never learned of schools,
嘲弄醫生鐵律的健康，從不知學校那些知識，
