Leopold Toporovski

A little mouse, said this, to a rat:
"That there is cheese, I am so glad!
The whole wide world is full of cheese!
It could be different, you know," she said.
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"My soul is dry with shriveled heart,
With cares of life and empty strife.
I see no glories in smiling Sun,
All with youth is now pass gone."
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If I could have the mountains tall,
Not crying down into dying valleys-
Combed with blood-streams -
Of a wounded Land.
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Beloved sweet child, with white soul from God.
With music of Angels, and fables in your heart.
Together with Goddess, in green forest deep,
You roam, play, and dance in your child's sleep.
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Come out with me, into warm summer night.
And let me gather few stars for you.
Not this one at all, nor this one will do,
Ach! Here is a star just right.
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