名人诗歌|The Crescent Moon(25)

SYMPATHY

IF I were only a little puppy, not your baby, mother dear, would you say No to me if I tried to eat from your dish？

Would you drive me off, saying to me, Get away, you naughty little puppy？

Then go, mother, go！ I will never come to you when you call me, and never let you feed me any more.

If I were only a little green parrot, and not your baby, mother dear, would you keep me chained lest I should fly away？

Would you shake your finger at me and say, What an ungrateful wretch^{1 of a bird！ It is gnawing2 at its chain day and night？}

Then, go, mother, go！ I will run away into the woods； I will never let you take me in your arms again.