Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд)

Song of the Little White Girl

Cabbage tree, cabbage tree, what is the matter?
Why are you shaking so? Why do you chatter?
Because it is just a white baby you see,
And it’s the black ones you like, cabbage tree?

Cabbage tree, cabbage tree, you’re a strange fellow
With your green hair and your legs browny-yellow.
Wouldn’t you like to have curls, dear, like me?
What! No one to make them? O poor cabbage tree!

Never mind, cabbage tree, when I am taller,
And if you grow, please, a little bit smaller,
I shall be able by that time, bay be,
To make you the loveliest curls, cabbage tree.

1. The Awakening River
2. The Gulf
3. On a Young Lady’s Sixth Anniversary
4. The Family
5. A Little Boy's Dream

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