Henry Carey - Sally in Our Alley 汉译

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She is the darling of my heart,

   And she lives in our alley.

There is no lady in the land.

   Is half so sweet as Sally;

She is the darling of my heart,

   And she lives in our alley.

Her father he makes cabbage-nets

   And through the streets does cry ’em;

Her mother she sells laces long

   To such as please to buy ’em:

But sure such folks could ne’er beget

   So sweet a girl as Sally!

She is the darling of my heart,

   And she lives in our alley.

When she is by, I leave my work,

   I love her so sincerely;

My master comes like any Turk,

   And bangs me most severely —

But let him bang his bellyful,

   I’ll bear it all for Sally;

She is the darling of my heart,

   And she lives in our alley.

Of all the days that’s in the week

   I dearly love but one day—

And that’s the day that comes betwixt

  A Saturday and Monday;

For then I’m drest all in my best

   To walk abroad with Sally;

She is the darling of my heart,

   And she lives in our alley.

My master carries me to church,

   And often am I blamed

Because I leave him in the lurch

   As soon as text is named;

I leave the church in sermon-time

   And slink away to Salley;

She is the darling of my heart,

   And she live in our alley.

When Christmas comes about again

   O then I shall have money;

I’ll hoard it up, and box and all,

I’ll give it to my honey:

I would it were ten thousand pound,

   I’d give it all to Salley;

She is the darling of my heart,

   And she lives in our alley.

My master and the neighbours all

   Make game of me and Salley,

And, but for her, I’d better be

   A slave and row a galley;

But when my seven long years are out,

   O then I’ll marry Sally,—

O then we’ll wed, and then we’ll bed,

   But not in our alley!