SNEGLE-SPYT
Den vaade, sorte Snegl ved Rosen sad
og ærgred sig; ham Godtfolks Tale stødte:
De kalde Rosen smuk, fy, jeg maa spytte!
Nu har jeg sat mit Mærke paa dens Blad.
SNAIL SPIT
Beside the rose the snail sat, wet and dark
and highly vexed; folk’s praise offended it:
They call the rose most fair – that makes me spit!
On its green leaf I now have left my mark.
A masterpiece of compression! This has reduced the fairy tale 'The Snail and the Rosebush' to four lines.
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