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The cat went here and there / And the moon spun round like a top, / And the nearest kin of the moon / The creeping cat looked up.
Black Minnaloushe stared at the moon, / For wander and wail as he would / The pure cold light in the sky / Troubled his animal blood.
Minnaloushe runs in the grass, / Lifting his delicate feet.
Do you dance, Minnaloushe, do you dance?
When two close kindred meet / What better than call a dance, / Maybe the moon may learn, / Tired of that courtly fashion, / A new dance turn.
Minnaloushe creeps through the grass / From moonlit place to place, / The sacred moon overhead / Has taken a new phase.
Does Minnaloushe know that his pupils / Will pass from change to change, / And that from round to crescent, / From crescent to round they range?
Minnaloushe creeps through the grass / Alone, important and wise, / And lifts to the changing moon / His changing eyes.