The Tailor of Gloucester

In the time of swords and periwigs and full-skirted coats with flowered lappets—when gentlemen wore ruffles, and gold-laced waistcoats of paduasoy and taffeta—there lived a tailor in Gloucester.

Pada zaman pedang dan wig serta jas panjang berhias kelopak bunga—ketika para pria mengenakan renda, dan rompi bersulam emas dari kain paduasoy dan tafeta—hiduplah seorang penjahit di Gloucester.

He sat in the window of a little shop in Westgate Street, cross-legged on a table, from morning till dark.

Ia duduk di jendela sebuah toko kecil di Jalan Westgate, bersila di atas meja, dari pagi hingga gelap.

All day long while the light lasted he sewed and snippeted, piecing out his satin and pompadour, and lutestring; stuffs had strange names, and were very expensive in the days of the Tailor of Gloucester.

Sepanjang hari selama cahaya masih ada, ia menjahit dan memotong-motong, menyambung kain satin, pompadour, dan lutestring miliknya; kain-kain itu memiliki nama-nama aneh, dan sangat mahal pada masa Penjahit dari Gloucester itu.

But although he sewed fine silk for his neighbours, he himself was very, very poor—a little old man in spectacles, with a pinched face, old crooked fingers, and a suit of thread-bare clothes.

Namun meskipun ia menjahit sutra halus untuk para tetangganya, ia sendiri sangat, sangat miskin—seorang pria tua kecil berkacamata, dengan wajah kurus, jari-jari tua yang bengkok, dan setelan pakaian yang lusuh.

He cut his coats without waste, according to his embroidered cloth; they were very small ends and snippets that lay about upon the table—"Too narrow breadths for nought—except waistcoats for mice," said the tailor.

Ia memotong jasnya tanpa membuang bahan, sesuai kain sulamnya; kain-kain itu adalah potongan dan guntingan kecil yang tergeletak di meja—"Terlalu sempit untuk apa pun—kecuali rompi untuk tikus," kata sang penjahit.

One bitter cold day near Christmastime the tailor began to make a coat—a coat of cherry-coloured corded silk embroidered with pansies and roses, and a cream coloured satin waistcoat—trimmed with gauze and green worsted chenille—for the Mayor of Gloucester.

Suatu hari yang sangat dingin menjelang Natal, sang penjahit mulai membuat sebuah jas—jas dari sutra bertali warna ceri yang bersulam bunga pansy dan mawar, dan rompi satin berwarna krem—dihias dengan kasa dan chenille wol hijau—untuk Wali Kota Gloucester.

The tailor worked and worked, and he talked to himself. He measured the silk, and turned it round and round, and trimmed it into shape with his shears; the table was all littered with cherry-coloured snippets.

Sang penjahit bekerja dan terus bekerja, dan ia berbicara kepada dirinya sendiri. Ia mengukur sutra itu, memutarnya berulang-ulang, dan memangkasnya sesuai bentuk dengan guntingnya; meja itu penuh dengan potongan-potongan kecil berwarna ceri.

"No breadth at all, and cut on the cross; it is no breadth at all; tippets for mice and ribbons for mobs! for mice!" said the Tailor of Gloucester.

"Sama sekali tidak cukup lebar, dan dipotong menyerong; sama sekali tidak cukup lebar; syal untuk tikus dan pita untuk topi wanita! untuk tikus!" kata sang Penjahit dari Gloucester.

When the snow-flakes came down against the small leaded window-panes and shut out the light, the tailor had done his day's work; all the silk and satin lay cut out upon the table.

Ketika kepingan-kepingan salju turun menerpa jendela kecil berkaca timah dan menghalangi cahaya, sang penjahit telah menyelesaikan pekerjaan hari itu; semua sutra dan satin tergeletak terpotong di atas meja.

There were twelve pieces for the coat and four pieces for the waistcoat; and there were pocket flaps and cuffs, and buttons all in order. For the lining of the coat there was fine yellow taffeta; and for the button-holes of the waistcoat, there was cherry-coloured twist. And everything was ready to sew together in the morning, all measured and sufficient—except that there was wanting just one single skein of cherry-coloured twisted silk.

Ada dua belas potongan untuk jas dan empat potongan untuk rompi; dan ada lipatan saku serta manset, dan kancing-kancing semuanya tersusun rapi. Untuk lapisan dalam jas ada tafeta kuning yang halus; dan untuk lubang kancing rompi, ada benang pilin berwarna ceri. Dan semuanya sudah siap dijahit bersama pada pagi hari, semua terukur dan cukup—kecuali bahwa masih kurang satu gulungan benang pilin sutra berwarna ceri.

The tailor came out of his shop at dark, for he did not sleep there at nights; he fastened the window and locked the door, and took away the key. No one lived there at night but little brown mice, and they run in and out without any keys!

Sang penjahit keluar dari tokonya ketika hari gelap, karena ia tidak tidur di sana pada malam hari; ia menutup jendela dan mengunci pintu, dan membawa kuncinya. Tak ada yang tinggal di sana pada malam hari kecuali tikus-tikus kecil berwarna cokelat, dan mereka berlarian keluar masuk tanpa memerlukan kunci apa pun!

For behind the wooden wainscots of all the old houses in Gloucester, there are little mouse staircases and secret trap-doors; and the mice run from house to house through those long narrow passages; they can run all over the town without going into the streets.

Sebab di balik dinding kayu semua rumah tua di Gloucester, ada tangga-tangga kecil tikus dan pintu jebakan rahasia; dan para tikus berlari dari rumah ke rumah melalui lorong-lorong sempit dan panjang itu; mereka bisa berlari ke seluruh kota tanpa perlu turun ke jalanan.

But the tailor came out of his shop, and shuffled home through the snow. He lived quite near by in College Court, next the doorway to College Green; and although it was not a big house, the tailor was so poor he only rented the kitchen.

Tetapi sang penjahit keluar dari tokonya, dan berjalan menyeret kaki pulang melewati salju. Ia tinggal tidak jauh dari sana di College Court, di sebelah pintu masuk ke College Green; dan meskipun itu bukan rumah besar, sang penjahit begitu miskin sehingga ia hanya menyewa dapurnya saja.

He lived alone with his cat; it was called Simpkin.

Ia tinggal sendirian bersama kucingnya; kucing itu bernama Simpkin.

Now all day long while the tailor was out at work, Simpkin kept house by himself; and he also was fond of the mice, though he gave them no satin for coats!

Sepanjang hari selama sang penjahit sedang bekerja, Simpkin menjaga rumah sendirian; dan ia juga menyukai tikus-tikus itu, meskipun ia tidak memberi mereka satin untuk jas!

"Miaw?" said the cat when the tailor opened the door. "Miaw?"

"Miaw?" kata sang kucing ketika sang penjahit membuka pintu. "Miaw?"

The tailor replied—"Simpkin, we shall make our fortune, but I am worn to a ravelling. Take this groat (which is our last fourpence) and Simpkin, take a china pipkin; buy a penn'orth of bread, a penn'orth of milk and a penn'orth of sausages. And oh, Simpkin, with the last penny of our fourpence buy me one penn'orth of cherry-coloured silk. But do not lose the last penny of the fourpence, Simpkin, or I am undone and worn to a thread-paper, for I have NO MORE TWIST."

Sang penjahit menjawab—"Simpkin, kita akan menjadi kaya, tapi aku sudah kelelahan hingga tinggal seutas benang. Ambillah uang logam ini (yang merupakan empat sen terakhir kita) dan Simpkin, ambil juga kendi tanah liat; belilah roti seharga satu sen, susu satu sen, dan sosis satu sen. Dan oh, Simpkin, dengan sen terakhir dari empat sen kita belilah aku sutra berwarna ceri seharga satu sen. Tapi jangan sampai kau kehilangan sen terakhir dari empat sen itu, Simpkin, atau aku akan celaka dan habis tak berdaya, sebab aku TIDAK PUNYA LAGI BENANG PILIN."

Then Simpkin again said, "Miaw?" and took the groat and the pipkin, and went out into the dark.

Kemudian Simpkin kembali berkata, "Miaw?" dan mengambil uang logam serta kendi itu, lalu pergi keluar ke dalam gelap.

The tailor was very tired and beginning to be ill. He sat down by the hearth and talked to himself about that wonderful coat.

Sang penjahit sangat lelah dan mulai jatuh sakit. Ia duduk di dekat perapian dan berbicara kepada dirinya sendiri tentang jas menakjubkan itu.

"I shall make my fortune—to be cut bias—the Mayor of Gloucester is to be married on Christmas Day in the morning, and he hath ordered a coat and an embroidered waistcoat—to be lined with yellow taffeta—and the taffeta sufficeth; there is no more left over in snippets than will serve to make tippets for mice——"

"Aku akan menjadi kaya—dipotong serong—Wali Kota Gloucester akan menikah pada pagi hari Natal, dan ia telah memesan sebuah jas dan rompi bersulam—dilapisi dengan tafeta kuning—dan tafeta itu cukup; tidak ada sisa potongan lagi yang bisa dipakai selain untuk membuat syal untuk tikus——"

Then the tailor started; for suddenly, interrupting him, from the dresser at the other side of the kitchen came a number of little noises—

Kemudian sang penjahit terkejut; sebab tiba-tiba, memotong pembicaraannya, dari lemari di sisi lain dapur terdengar sejumlah suara kecil—

Tip tap, tip tap, tip tap tip!

Tip tap, tip tap, tip tap tip!

"Now what can that be?" said the Tailor of Gloucester, jumping up from his chair. The dresser was covered with crockery and pipkins, willow pattern plates, and tea-cups and mugs.

"Nah, apa itu tadi?" kata sang Penjahit dari Gloucester, melompat dari kursinya. Lemari itu penuh dengan periuk dan kendi, piring-piring bermotif willow, cangkir teh, dan mug.

The tailor crossed the kitchen, and stood quite still beside the dresser, listening, and peering through his spectacles. Again from under a tea-cup, came those funny little noises—

Sang penjahit menyeberangi dapur, dan berdiri sangat diam di samping lemari, mendengarkan, dan mengintip melalui kacamatanya. Sekali lagi dari bawah cangkir teh, terdengar suara-suara kecil lucu itu—

Tip tap, tip tap, Tip tap tip!

Tip tap, tip tap, Tip tap tip!

"This is very peculiar," said the Tailor of Gloucester; and he lifted up the tea-cup which was upside down.

"Ini sangat aneh," kata sang Penjahit dari Gloucester; dan ia mengangkat cangkir teh yang terbalik itu.

Out stepped a little live lady mouse, and made a curtsey to the tailor! Then she hopped away down off the dresser, and under the wainscot.

Keluarlah seekor tikus betina kecil yang hidup, dan membuat gerakan hormat kepada sang penjahit! Kemudian ia melompat turun dari lemari, dan masuk ke balik dinding kayu.

The tailor sat down again by the fire, warming his poor cold hands, and mumbling to himself——

Sang penjahit duduk kembali di dekat api, menghangatkan tangannya yang malang dan dingin, dan bergumam sendiri——

"The waistcoat is cut out from peach-coloured satin—tambour stitch and rose-buds in beautiful floss silk. Was I wise to entrust my last fourpence to Simpkin? One-and-twenty button-holes of cherry-coloured twist!"

"Rompi itu dipotong dari satin berwarna persik—dengan jahitan tambur dan kuncup mawar dari sutra flos yang indah. Apakah bijak aku mempercayakan empat sen terakhirku kepada Simpkin? Dua puluh satu lubang kancing dari benang pilin berwarna ceri!"

But all at once, from the dresser, there came other little noises:

Tetapi tiba-tiba, dari lemari, terdengar suara-suara kecil lainnya:

Tip tap, tip tap, tip tap tip!

Tip tap, tip tap, tip tap tip!

"This is passing extraordinary!" said the Tailor of Gloucester, and turned over another tea-cup, which was upside down.

"Ini sungguh luar biasa!" kata sang Penjahit dari Gloucester, dan membalik cangkir teh lainnya, yang juga terbalik.

Out stepped a little gentleman mouse, and made a bow to the tailor!

Keluarlah seekor tikus jantan kecil, dan membungkuk hormat kepada sang penjahit!

And then from all over the dresser came a chorus of little tappings, all sounding together, and answering one another, like watch-beetles in an old worm-eaten window-shutter—

Dan kemudian dari seluruh penjuru lemari terdengar paduan ketukan-ketukan kecil, semuanya berbunyi bersamaan, saling menyahut, seperti kumbang jam di sebuah daun jendela tua yang dimakan cacing—

Tip tap, tip tap, tip tap tip!

Tip tap, tip tap, tip tap tip!

And out from under tea-cups and from under bowls and basins, stepped other and more little mice who hopped away down off the dresser and under the wainscot.

Dan keluar dari bawah cangkir teh serta dari bawah mangkuk dan baskom, muncul lebih banyak tikus-tikus kecil lainnya yang melompat turun dari lemari dan masuk ke balik dinding kayu.

The tailor sat down, close over the fire, lamenting—"One-and-twenty button-holes of cherry-coloured silk! To be finished by noon of Saturday: and this is Tuesday evening. Was it right to let loose those mice, undoubtedly the property of Simpkin? Alack, I am undone, for I have no more twist!"

Sang penjahit duduk, dekat sekali dengan api, meratap—"Dua puluh satu lubang kancing dari sutra berwarna ceri! Harus selesai pada tengah hari Sabtu: dan sekarang malam Selasa. Apakah benar melepaskan tikus-tikus itu, yang tentu saja milik Simpkin? Celaka, aku sudah celaka, sebab aku tidak punya lagi benang pilin!"

The little mice came out again, and listened to the tailor; they took notice of the pattern of that wonderful coat. They whispered to one another about the taffeta lining, and about little mouse tippets.

Tikus-tikus kecil itu keluar lagi, dan mendengarkan sang penjahit; mereka memperhatikan pola jas menakjubkan itu. Mereka berbisik satu sama lain tentang lapisan tafeta itu, dan tentang syal-syal kecil untuk tikus.

And then all at once they all ran away together down the passage behind the wainscot, squeaking and calling to one another, as they ran from house to house; and not one mouse was left in the tailor's kitchen when Simpkin came back with the pipkin of milk!

Dan kemudian tiba-tiba mereka semua berlari bersama-sama menyusuri lorong di belakang dinding kayu, berdecit dan saling memanggil, ketika mereka berlari dari rumah ke rumah; dan tak seekor tikus pun tersisa di dapur sang penjahit ketika Simpkin kembali dengan kendi susu itu!

Simpkin opened the door and bounced in, with an angry "G-r-r-miaw!" like a cat that is vexed: for he hated the snow, and there was snow in his ears, and snow in his collar at the back of his neck. He put down the loaf and the sausages upon the dresser, and sniffed.

Simpkin membuka pintu dan melompat masuk, dengan "G-r-r-miaw!" marah seperti kucing yang jengkel: sebab ia benci salju, dan ada salju di telinganya, serta salju di kerahnya di belakang lehernya. Ia meletakkan roti dan sosis di atas lemari, dan mengendus-endus.

"Simpkin," said the tailor, "where is my twist?"

"Simpkin," kata sang penjahit, "di mana benang pilinku?"

But Simpkin set down the pipkin of milk upon the dresser, and looked suspiciously at the tea-cups. He wanted his supper of little fat mouse!

Tetapi Simpkin meletakkan kendi susu itu di atas lemari, dan menatap curiga ke arah cangkir-cangkir teh. Ia menginginkan makan malamnya berupa tikus gemuk kecil!

"Simpkin," said the tailor, "where is my TWIST?"

"Simpkin," kata sang penjahit, "di mana BENANG PILINKU?"

But Simpkin hid a little parcel privately in the tea-pot, and spit and growled at the tailor; and if Simpkin had been able to talk, he would have asked: "Where is my MOUSE?"

Tetapi Simpkin menyembunyikan sebuah bungkusan kecil secara diam-diam di dalam teko teh, dan mendesis serta menggeram kepada sang penjahit; dan seandainya Simpkin bisa berbicara, ia akan bertanya: "Di mana TIKUSKU?"

"Alack, I am undone!" said the Tailor of Gloucester, and went sadly to bed.

"Celaka, aku sudah celaka!" kata sang Penjahit dari Gloucester, dan pergi dengan sedih ke tempat tidur.

All that night long Simpkin hunted and searched through the kitchen, peeping into cupboards and under the wainscot, and into the tea-pot where he had hidden that twist; but still he found never a mouse!

Sepanjang malam itu Simpkin berburu dan mencari ke seluruh dapur, mengintip ke dalam lemari dan di balik dinding kayu, dan ke dalam teko teh tempat ia menyembunyikan benang pilin itu; tetapi ia tetap tidak menemukan seekor tikus pun!

Whenever the tailor muttered and talked in his sleep, Simpkin said "Miaw-ger-r-w-s-s-ch!" and made strange horrid noises, as cats do at night.

Setiap kali sang penjahit menggumam dan berbicara dalam tidurnya, Simpkin berkata "Miaw-ger-r-w-s-s-ch!" dan membuat suara-suara aneh yang mengerikan, seperti yang dilakukan kucing di malam hari.

For the poor old tailor was very ill with a fever, tossing and turning in his four-post bed; and still in his dreams he mumbled—"No more twist! no more twist!"

Sebab sang penjahit tua yang malang itu sangat sakit demam, terguling-guling dan berbalik-balik di ranjang bertiang empat miliknya; dan masih dalam mimpinya ia menggumam—"Tidak ada lagi benang pilin! Tidak ada lagi benang pilin!"

All that day he was ill, and the next day, and the next; and what should become of the cherry-coloured coat? In the tailor's shop in Westgate Street the embroidered silk and satin lay cut out upon the table—one-and-twenty button-holes—and who should come to sew them, when the window was barred, and the door was fast locked?

Sepanjang hari itu ia sakit, dan hari berikutnya, dan hari berikutnya lagi; dan apa yang akan terjadi pada jas berwarna ceri itu? Di toko sang penjahit di Jalan Westgate, sutra dan satin bersulam itu tergeletak terpotong di atas meja—dua puluh satu lubang kancing—dan siapa yang akan menjahitnya, ketika jendelanya berpalang, dan pintunya terkunci rapat?

But that does not hinder the little brown mice; they run in and out without any keys through all the old houses in Gloucester!

Namun itu tidak menghalangi tikus-tikus kecil berwarna cokelat; mereka berlarian keluar masuk tanpa kunci apa pun melalui semua rumah tua di Gloucester!

Out of doors the market folks went trudging through the snow to buy their geese and turkeys, and to bake their Christmas pies; but there would be no Christmas dinner for Simpkin and the poor old Tailor of Gloucester.

Di luar, orang-orang pasar berjalan bersusah payah melintasi salju untuk membeli angsa dan kalkun mereka, dan memanggang pai Natal mereka; tetapi tidak akan ada makan malam Natal bagi Simpkin dan Penjahit tua yang malang dari Gloucester.

The tailor lay ill for three days and nights; and then it was Christmas Eve, and very late at night. The moon climbed up over the roofs and chimneys, and looked down over the gateway into College Court. There were no lights in the windows, nor any sound in the houses; all the city of Gloucester was fast asleep under the snow.

Sang penjahit terbaring sakit selama tiga hari tiga malam; dan kemudian tibalah Malam Natal, sudah larut malam. Bulan naik di atas atap-atap dan cerobong asap, dan menatap ke bawah melewati gerbang menuju College Court. Tak ada cahaya di jendela-jendela, atau suara apa pun di rumah-rumah; seluruh kota Gloucester terlelap di bawah salju.

And still Simpkin wanted his mice, and he mewed as he stood beside the four-post bed.

Dan Simpkin masih menginginkan tikus-tikusnya, dan ia mengeong sambil berdiri di sisi ranjang bertiang empat itu.

But it is in the old story that all the beasts can talk, in the night between Christmas Eve and Christmas Day in the morning (though there are very few folk that can hear them, or know what it is that they say).

Namun menurut kisah lama, semua binatang bisa berbicara, pada malam antara Malam Natal dan pagi hari Natal (meskipun sangat sedikit orang yang bisa mendengar mereka, atau tahu apa yang mereka katakan).

When the Cathedral clock struck twelve there was an answer—like an echo of the chimes—and Simpkin heard it, and came out of the tailor's door, and wandered about in the snow.

Ketika lonceng Katedral berdentang dua belas kali, ada sebuah jawaban—seperti gema dari dentang lonceng itu—dan Simpkin mendengarnya, dan keluar dari pintu sang penjahit, lalu berkeliaran di dalam salju.

From all the roofs and gables and old wooden houses in Gloucester came a thousand merry voices singing the old Christmas rhymes—all the old songs that ever I heard of, and some that I don't know, like Whittington's bells.

Dari semua atap dan gerbang serta rumah-rumah kayu tua di Gloucester terdengar seribu suara riang menyanyikan syair-syair Natal lama—semua lagu lama yang pernah kudengar, dan beberapa yang tidak kuketahui, seperti lonceng-lonceng Whittington.

First and loudest the cocks cried out: "Dame, get up, and bake your pies!"

Pertama dan paling keras, para ayam jantan berseru: "Nyonya, bangunlah, dan panggang pai-pai Anda!"

"Oh, dilly, dilly, dilly!" sighed Simpkin.

"Oh, dilly, dilly, dilly!" desah Simpkin.

And now in a garret there were lights and sounds of dancing, and cats came from over the way.

Dan kini di sebuah loteng ada cahaya dan suara-suara menari, dan kucing-kucing datang dari seberang jalan.

"Hey, diddle, diddle, the cat and the fiddle! All the cats in Gloucester—except me," said Simpkin.

"Hei, diddle, diddle, si kucing dan biolanya! Semua kucing di Gloucester—kecuali aku," kata Simpkin.

Under the wooden eaves the starlings and sparrows sang of Christmas pies; the jack-daws woke up in the Cathedral tower; and although it was the middle of the night the throstles and robins sang; the air was quite full of little twittering tunes.

Di bawah atap kayu, burung jalak dan pipit bernyanyi tentang pai Natal; burung gagak terbangun di menara Katedral; dan meskipun tengah malam, burung-burung throstle dan robin bernyanyi; udara dipenuhi nada-nada kecil yang bergemericik.

But it was all rather provoking to poor hungry Simpkin!

Namun semua itu cukup menjengkelkan bagi Simpkin yang lapar!

Particularly he was vexed with some little shrill voices from behind a wooden lattice. I think that they were bats, because they always have very small voices—especially in a black frost, when they talk in their sleep, like the Tailor of Gloucester.

Ia terutama merasa kesal dengan beberapa suara kecil bernada tinggi dari balik kisi-kisi kayu. Kurasa mereka adalah kelelawar, karena mereka selalu bersuara sangat kecil—terutama di cuaca beku, ketika mereka berbicara dalam tidur mereka, seperti sang Penjahit dari Gloucester.

They said something mysterious that sounded like—

Mereka mengatakan sesuatu yang misterius, kedengarannya seperti—

"Buz, quoth the blue fly, hum, quoth the bee, Buz and hum they cry, and so do we!"

"Buz, kata si lalat biru, hum, kata si lebah, buz dan hum mereka berseru, begitu juga kami!"

and Simpkin went away shaking his ears as if he had a bee in his bonnet.

dan Simpkin pergi sambil menggeleng-gelengkan telinganya seolah ada lebah di topinya.

From the tailor's shop in Westgate came a glow of light; and when Simpkin crept up to peep in at the window it was full of candles. There was a snippeting of scissors, and snappeting of thread; and little mouse voices sang loudly and gaily—

Dari toko sang penjahit di Westgate terlihat cahaya terang; dan ketika Simpkin merayap mendekat untuk mengintip lewat jendela, tempat itu penuh dengan lilin. Terdengar bunyi gunting memotong dan benang berderak; dan suara-suara kecil tikus bernyanyi keras dan gembira—

"Four-and-twenty tailors Went to catch a snail, The best man amongst them Durst not touch her tail, She put out her horns Like a little kyloe cow, Run, tailors, run! or she'll have you all e'en now!"

"Dua puluh empat penjahit pergi menangkap seekor siput, orang terbaik di antara mereka tak berani menyentuh ekornya, ia mengeluarkan tanduknya seperti sapi kyloe kecil, Larilah, penjahit, larilah! atau kalian semua akan ditangkapnya sekarang juga!"

Then without a pause the little mouse voices went on again—

Kemudian tanpa jeda suara-suara tikus kecil itu melanjutkan lagi—

"Sieve my lady's oatmeal, Grind my lady's flour, Put it in a chestnut, Let it stand an hour——"

"Ayaklah tepung oat nyonyaku, gilinglah tepung nyonyaku, masukkan ke dalam kastanye, biarkan selama satu jam——"

"Mew! Mew!" interrupted Simpkin, and he scratched at the door. But the key was under the tailor's pillow, he could not get in.

"Meong! Meong!" sela Simpkin, dan ia mencakar pintu. Tetapi kunci itu ada di bawah bantal sang penjahit, ia tidak bisa masuk.

The little mice only laughed, and tried another tune—

Tikus-tikus kecil itu hanya tertawa, dan mencoba lagu lain—

"Three little mice sat down to spin, Pussy passed by and she peeped in. What are you at, my fine little men? Making coats for gentlemen. Shall I come in and cut off your threads? Oh, no, Miss Pussy, you'd bite off our heads!"

"Tiga tikus kecil duduk untuk memintal, si kucing lewat dan mengintip. Sedang apa kalian, teman-teman kecilku yang baik? Membuat jas untuk para pria. Bolehkah aku masuk dan memotong benangmu? Oh, tidak, Nona Kucing, kau akan menggigit putus kepala kami!"

"Mew! Mew!" cried Simpkin. "Hey diddle dinketty?" answered the little mice—

"Meong! Meong!" seru Simpkin. "Hei diddle dinketty?" jawab tikus-tikus kecil itu—

"Hey diddle dinketty, poppetty pet! The merchants of London they wear scarlet; Silk in the collar, and gold in the hem, So merrily march the merchantmen!"

"Hei diddle dinketty, poppetty pet! Para pedagang London mengenakan warna merah tua; sutra di kerah, dan emas di kelim, begitu riang para pedagang berbaris!"

They clicked their thimbles to mark the time, but none of the songs pleased Simpkin; he sniffed and mewed at the door of the shop.

Mereka mengetuk-ngetukkan bidal mereka untuk menandai irama, tetapi tak satu pun lagu menyenangkan Simpkin; ia mengendus dan mengeong di depan pintu toko.

"And then I bought A pipkin and a popkin, A slipkin and a slopkin, All for one farthing——

"Dan kemudian aku membeli sebuah pipkin dan sebuah popkin, sebuah slipkin dan sebuah slopkin, semuanya seharga satu farthing——

and upon the kitchen dresser!" added the rude little mice.

dan di atas lemari dapur!" tambah tikus-tikus kecil yang nakal itu.

"Mew! scratch! scratch!" scuffled Simpkin on the window-sill; while the little mice inside sprang to their feet, and all began to shout at once in little twittering voices: "No more twist! No more twist!" And they barred up the window shutters and shut out Simpkin.

"Meong! cakar! cakar!" Simpkin bergerak gaduh di ambang jendela; sementara tikus-tikus kecil di dalam melompat berdiri, dan semuanya mulai berteriak sekaligus dengan suara-suara kecil bergemericik: "Tidak ada lagi benang pilin! Tidak ada lagi benang pilin!" Dan mereka menutup rapat daun jendela dan mengunci Simpkin di luar.

But still through the nicks in the shutters he could hear the click of thimbles, and little mouse voices singing—

Namun masih melalui celah-celah daun jendela ia bisa mendengar bunyi bidal, dan suara-suara kecil tikus bernyanyi—

"No more twist! No more twist!"

"Tidak ada lagi benang pilin! Tidak ada lagi benang pilin!"

Simpkin came away from the shop and went home, considering in his mind. He found the poor old tailor without fever, sleeping peacefully.

Simpkin pergi meninggalkan toko itu dan pulang, sambil merenung dalam hatinya. Ia mendapati sang penjahit tua yang malang tanpa demam lagi, tidur dengan tenang.

Then Simpkin went on tip-toe and took a little parcel of silk out of the tea-pot, and looked at it in the moonlight; and he felt quite ashamed of his badness compared with those good little mice!

Kemudian Simpkin berjalan berjinjit dan mengambil sebuah bungkusan kecil berisi sutra dari teko teh itu, dan memandanginya di bawah cahaya bulan; dan ia merasa sangat malu akan keburukannya dibandingkan dengan tikus-tikus kecil yang baik itu!

When the tailor awoke in the morning, the first thing which he saw upon the patchwork quilt, was a skein of cherry-coloured twisted silk, and beside his bed stood the repentant Simpkin!

Ketika sang penjahit bangun di pagi hari, hal pertama yang ia lihat di atas selimut tambalannya adalah segulung benang pilin sutra berwarna ceri, dan di samping tempat tidurnya berdiri Simpkin yang menyesal!

"Alack, I am worn to a ravelling," said the Tailor of Gloucester, "but I have my twist!"

"Celaka, aku sudah kelelahan hingga tinggal seutas benang," kata sang Penjahit dari Gloucester, "tapi aku punya benang pilinku!"

The sun was shining on the snow when the tailor got up and dressed, and came out into the street with Simpkin running before him.

Matahari bersinar di atas salju ketika sang penjahit bangun dan berpakaian, dan keluar ke jalan dengan Simpkin berlari di depannya.

The starlings whistled on the chimney stacks, and the throstles and robins sang—but they sang their own little noises, not the words they had sung in the night.

Burung jalak bersiul di atas cerobong-cerobong asap, dan burung throstle serta robin bernyanyi—tetapi mereka menyanyikan suara-suara kecil mereka sendiri, bukan kata-kata yang mereka nyanyikan pada malam sebelumnya.

"Alack," said the tailor, "I have my twist; but no more strength—nor time—than will serve to make me one single button-hole; for this is Christmas Day in the Morning! The Mayor of Gloucester shall be married by noon—and where is his cherry-coloured coat?"

"Celaka," kata sang penjahit, "aku punya benang pilinku; tetapi tidak lagi punya tenaga—atau waktu—selain yang cukup untuk membuatku satu lubang kancing saja; sebab ini adalah pagi hari Natal! Wali Kota Gloucester akan menikah pada tengah hari—dan di mana jas berwarna cerinya?"

He unlocked the door of the little shop in Westgate Street, and Simpkin ran in, like a cat that expects something.

Ia membuka kunci pintu toko kecil di Jalan Westgate, dan Simpkin berlari masuk, seperti kucing yang mengharapkan sesuatu.

But there was no one there! Not even one little brown mouse!

Tetapi tak ada seorang pun di sana! Bahkan tak ada seekor tikus kecil berwarna cokelat pun!

The boards were swept clean; the little ends of thread and the little silk snippets were all tidied away, and gone from off the floor.

Lantai papan itu tersapu bersih; sisa-sisa benang kecil dan potongan-potongan sutra kecil semuanya telah dirapikan, dan hilang dari lantai.

But upon the table—oh joy! the tailor gave a shout—there, where he had left plain cuttings of silk—there lay the most beautifullest coat and embroidered satin waistcoat that ever were worn by a Mayor of Gloucester.

Tetapi di atas meja—oh, sungguh menggembirakan! sang penjahit berteriak kegirangan—di sana, tempat ia tinggalkan potongan sutra biasa—terletaklah jas paling indah dan rompi satin bersulam yang pernah dikenakan oleh seorang Wali Kota Gloucester.

There were roses and pansies upon the facings of the coat; and the waistcoat was worked with poppies and corn-flowers.

Ada mawar dan bunga pansy pada bagian depan jas itu; dan rompinya dihias dengan bunga poppy dan bunga jagung.

Everything was finished except just one single cherry-coloured button-hole, and where that button-hole was wanting there was pinned a scrap of paper with these words—in little teeny weeny writing—

Semuanya telah selesai kecuali hanya satu lubang kancing berwarna ceri, dan di tempat lubang kancing itu masih kurang, tersemat secarik kertas dengan kata-kata ini—dalam tulisan yang sangat kecil—

NO MORE TWIST

TIDAK ADA LAGI BENANG PILIN

And from then began the luck of the Tailor of Gloucester; he grew quite stout, and he grew quite rich.

Dan sejak saat itu dimulailah keberuntungan sang Penjahit dari Gloucester; ia menjadi cukup gemuk, dan menjadi cukup kaya.

He made the most wonderful waistcoats for all the rich merchants of Gloucester, and for all the fine gentlemen of the country round.

Ia membuat rompi-rompi paling menakjubkan bagi semua pedagang kaya Gloucester, dan bagi semua pria terhormat di seluruh pelosok negeri.

Never were seen such ruffles, or such embroidered cuffs and lappets! But his button-holes were the greatest triumph of it all.

Tak pernah terlihat renda seindah itu, atau manset dan kelopak bersulam seindah itu! Tetapi lubang-lubang kancingnya adalah kemenangan terbesar dari semuanya.

The stitches of those button-holes were so neat—so neat—I wonder how they could be stitched by an old man in spectacles, with crooked old fingers, and a tailor's thimble.

Jahitan lubang-lubang kancing itu begitu rapi—begitu rapi—aku heran bagaimana bisa dijahit oleh seorang pria tua berkacamata, dengan jari-jari tua yang bengkok, dan sebuah bidal penjahit.

The stitches of those button-holes were so small—so small—they looked as if they had been made by little mice!

Jahitan lubang-lubang kancing itu begitu kecil—begitu kecil—tampaknya seolah dibuat oleh tikus-tikus kecil!