Of course, you saw a magnifying glass - round, convex, through which all things seem a hundred times bigger than they really are? If you look through it at a drop of water taken somewhere from a pond, you will see thousands of outlandish animals that you can never see in the water, although they certainly are there. You look at a drop of such water, and in front of you, neither give nor take, a whole plate of live shrimp that jump, swarm, bustle, bite each other’s front leg, now the back, now the tip, then the tip and at the same time rejoice and have fun in your own way!
   Once upon a time there lived an old man, whose name was Kopun Khlopotun, that was his name. He always delved and bothered over every thing, wanting to extract from it everything that was possible at all, but it was impossible to achieve this in a simple way - he resorted to witchcraft.
   Here he sits, just looking through a magnifying glass at a drop of water taken directly from a puddle. My father, how these animals swarmed and fussed here! There were thousands of them, and they all jumped, galloped, bit, tweaked and devoured each other.
   “But this is disgusting!” cried the old Kopun Khlopotun. - Is it possible to somehow pacify them, to introduce order in them, so that everyone knows their place and their rights?
   Thought, thought the old man, but could not think of anything. I had to resort to witchcraft.
- It is necessary to color them so that they are more striking! he said, and dripped a little on them with some kind of liquid, like red wine; it wasn’t wine, but witch blood of the very first grade. All outlandish animals suddenly took on a reddish hue, and a drop of water could now be mistaken for a whole city teeming with naked savages.
   - What do you have here? - asked the old man another sorcerer, without a name, - this is exactly what he was different from.
   - But guess! - responded Kopun Khlopotun. - Guess - I'll give you this thing. But guessing is not so easy if you don’t know what it is!
   An unnamed sorcerer glanced through a magnifying glass. Right, in front of him was a whole city teeming with people, but they all ran naked! Horror of what! And even worse was that they mercilessly pushed, tweaked, bit, and tore each other to shreds! Who was below - by all means beat out up, who was above - got down.
   - Look, look! There, that leg is longer than mine! Down with her! But this one has a tiny lump behind his ear, a tiny, innocent lump, but it hurts him, so let it be even more painful!
   And they bit the poor fellow, tore to pieces and devoured for having a tiny bump. They are watching someone sitting at attention humbly, like a red damsel, does not touch anyone, if only they did not touch him, so no, let's slow him down, drag him around, drag him around until there is no trace of him!
   - Awfully funny! said the sorcerer without a name.
   “Well, what do you think it is?” Can you guess? - asked Kopun Khlopotun.
   - There’s nothing to guess! Immediately visible! - answered that. - This is Copenhagen or some other big city, because they all look alike! .. This is a big city!
   - This is a drop of water from a puddle! said Kopun Khlopotun.

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Water Drop - Hans Christian Andersen

The tale that in a dirty drop of water from a puddle life can boil with all the passions, as in an ordinary city. One wizard painted all the insects living in the drop red with the blood of a witch and suggested that another guess what he had under the magnifying glass ...

Drop of water read

Of course, you saw a magnifying glass - round, convex, through which all things seem a hundred times bigger than they really are? If you look through it at a drop of water taken somewhere from a pond, you will see thousands of outlandish animals that you can never see in the water, although they certainly are there. You look at a drop of such water, and in front of you, neither give nor take, a whole plate of live shrimp that jump, swarm, bustle, bite each other’s front leg, now the back, now the tip, then the tip and at the same time rejoice and have fun in your own way!

Once upon a time there lived an old man, whose name was Kopun Khlopotun - that was his name. He always delved and fussed over every thing, wanting to extract from it everything that was possible at all, but it was impossible to achieve this in a simple way - he resorted to witchcraft.

Here he sits, just looking through a magnifying glass at a drop of water taken directly from a puddle. My father, how these animals swarmed and fussed here! There were thousands of them, and they all jumped, galloped, bit, tweaked and devoured each other.

But this is disgusting! cried the old Kopun Khlopotun. - Is it possible to somehow pacify them, to introduce order in them, so that everyone knows their place and their rights?

I thought and thought the old man, but I couldn’t think of anything. I had to resort to witchcraft.

It is necessary to color them so that they are more striking! he said, and dripped a little on them with some kind of liquid, like red wine; it wasn’t wine, but witch blood of the very first grade. All outlandish animals suddenly took on a reddish hue, and a drop of water could now be mistaken for a whole city teeming with naked savages.

What do you have here? - asked the old man another sorcerer, without a name, - this is exactly what he was different from.

But guess! - responded Kopun Khlopotun. - Guess - I'll give you this thing. But guessing is not so easy if you don’t know what the matter is!

An unnamed sorcerer glanced through a magnifying glass. Right, in front of him was a whole city teeming with people, but they all ran naked! Horror of what! And even worse was the fact that they mercilessly pushed, tweaked, bit and tear each other to shreds! Who was below - by all means beat out up, who was above - got down.

Look, look! There, that leg is longer than mine! Down with her! But this one has a tiny lump behind his ear, a tiny, innocent lump, but it hurts him, so let it be even more painful!

And they bit the poor fellow, tore to pieces and devoured for having a tiny bump. They look, someone is sitting quietly for himself, like a red damsel, doesn’t touch anyone, if only they didn’t touch him, so no, let's slow him down, drag him around, drag him around until there is no trace of him!

Awfully funny! said the sorcerer without a name.

Well, what do you think it is? Can you guess? - asked Kopun Khlopotun.

There’s nothing to guess! Immediately visible! - answered that. - This is Copenhagen or some other big city, because they all look alike! .. This is a big city!

This is a drop of water from a puddle! said Kopun Khlopotun.

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Of course, you saw a magnifying glass - round, convex, through which all things seem a hundred times bigger than they really are? If you look through it at a drop of water taken somewhere from a pond, you will see thousands of outlandish animals that you can never see in the water, although they are. You look at a drop of such water, and in front of you, neither give nor take, a whole plate of live shrimp that jump, swarm, bustle, bite each other’s front leg, now the back, now the tip, then the tip and at the same time rejoice and have fun in your own way!
Once upon a time there lived an old man, whose name was Kopun Khlopotun - that was his name. He always delved and fussed over every thing, wanting to extract from it everything that was possible at all, but it was impossible to achieve this in a simple way - he resorted to witchcraft.
Here he sits, just looking through a magnifying glass at a drop of water taken directly from a puddle. My father, how these animals swarmed and fussed here! There were thousands of them, and they all jumped, galloped, bit, tweaked and devoured each other.
“But this is disgusting!” cried the old Kopun Khlopotun. - Is it possible to somehow pacify them, to introduce order in them, so that everyone knows their place and their rights?
Thought, thought the old man, but could not think of anything. I had to resort to witchcraft.
- It is necessary to color them so that they are more striking! he said, and dripped a little on them with some kind of liquid, like red wine; but it was not wine, but witch blood of the very first grade. All outlandish animals suddenly took on a reddish hue, and a drop of water could now be mistaken for a whole city teeming with naked savages.
- What do you have here? - asked the old man another sorcerer, without a name, - this is exactly what he was different from.
- But guess! - responded Kopun Khlopotun. - Guess, - I'll give you this thing. But guessing is not so easy if you don’t know what it is!
An unnamed sorcerer glanced through a magnifying glass. Right, in front of him was a whole city teeming with people, but they all ran naked! Horror of what! And even worse was that they mercilessly pushed, tweaked, bit, and tore each other to shreds! Who was below - by all means beat out up, who was above - got down.
- Look, look! There, that leg is longer than mine! Down with her! But this one has a tiny lump behind his ear, a tiny, innocent lump, but it hurts him, so let it be even more painful!
And they bit the poor fellow, tore to pieces and devoured for having a tiny bump. They look, someone is sitting quietly for himself, like a red damsel, doesn’t touch anyone, if only they didn’t touch him, so no, let's slow him down, drag him around, drag him around until there is no trace of him!
- Awfully funny! said the sorcerer without a name.
“Well, what do you think it is?” Can you guess? - asked Kopun Khlopotun.
- There’s nothing to guess! Immediately visible! - answered that. - This is Copenhagen or some other big city, because they all look alike! .. This is a big city!
- A drop of water from a puddle! said Kopun Khlopotun.

Tale: Hans Christian Andersen Illustrations: Pedersen.

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You, of course, saw a magnifying glass - round, convex, through which all things seem a hundred times larger than they really are? If you look through it at a drop of water taken somewhere from a pond, you will see thousands of outlandish animals that you can never see in the water, although they certainly are there. You look at a drop of such water, and in front of you, neither give nor take, a whole plate of live shrimp that jump, swarm, bustle, bite each other’s front leg, now the back, now the tip, then the tip and at the same time rejoice and have fun in your own way!

Once upon a time there lived an old man, whose name was Kopun Khlopotun - that was his name. He always delved and bothered over every thing, wanting to extract from it everything that was possible at all, but it was impossible to achieve this in a simple way - he resorted to witchcraft.

Here he sits, just looking through a magnifying glass at a drop of water taken directly from a puddle. My father, how these animals swarmed and fussed here! There were thousands of them, and they all jumped, galloped, bit, tweaked and devoured each other.

But this is disgusting! cried the old Kopun Khlopotun. - Is it possible to somehow pacify them, to introduce order in them, so that everyone knows their place and their rights?

Thought, thought the old man, but could not think of anything. I had to resort to witchcraft.

It is necessary to color them so that they are more striking! he said, and dripped a little on them with some kind of liquid, like red wine; but it was not wine, but witch blood of the very first grade. All outlandish animals suddenly took on a reddish hue, and a drop of water could now be mistaken for a whole city teeming with naked savages.

What do you have here? - asked the old man another sorcerer, without a name, - this is exactly what he was different from.

But guess! - responded Kopun Khlopotun. - Guess - I'll give you this thing. But guessing is not so easy if you don’t know what it is!

An unnamed sorcerer glanced through a magnifying glass. Right, in front of him was a whole city teeming with people, but they all ran naked! Horror of what! And even worse was that they mercilessly pushed, tweaked, bit, and tore each other to shreds! Who was below - by all means beat out up, who was above - got down.

Look, look! There, that leg is longer than mine! Down with her! But this one has a tiny lump behind his ear, a tiny, innocent lump, but it hurts him, so let it be even more painful!

And they bit the poor fellow, tore to pieces and devoured for having a tiny bump. They are watching someone sitting at attention humbly, like a red damsel, not touching anyone, if only they had not touched him, so no, let's slow him down, drag him around, drag him around until there is no trace of him!

Awfully funny! said the sorcerer without a name.

Well, what do you think it is? Can you guess? - asked Kopun Khlopotun.

There’s nothing to guess! Immediately visible! - answered that. - This is Copenhagen or some other big city, because they all look alike! .. This is a big city!

This is a drop of water from a puddle! said Kopun Khlopotun.

Of course, you saw a magnifying glass - round, convex, through which all things seem a hundred times bigger than they really are? If you look through it at a drop of water taken somewhere from a pond, you will see thousands of outlandish animals that you can never see in the water, although they certainly are there. You look at a drop of such water, and in front of you, neither give nor take, a whole plate of live shrimp that jump, swarm, bustle, bite each other’s front leg, now the back, now the tip, then the tip and at the same time rejoice and have fun in your own way!

Once upon a time there lived an old man, whose name was Kopun Khlopotun - that was his name. He always delved and bothered over every thing, wanting to extract from it everything that was possible at all, but it was impossible to achieve this in a simple way - he resorted to witchcraft.

Here he sits, just looking through a magnifying glass at a drop of water taken directly from a puddle. My father, how these animals swarmed and fussed here! There were thousands of them, and they all jumped, galloped, bit, tweaked and devoured each other.

But this is disgusting! cried the old Kopun Khlopotun. - Is it possible to somehow pacify them, to introduce order in them, so that everyone knows their place and their rights?

Thought, thought the old man, but could not think of anything. I had to resort to witchcraft.

It is necessary to color them so that they are more striking! he said, and dripped a little on them with some kind of liquid, like red wine; but it was not wine, but witch blood of the very first grade. All outlandish animals suddenly took on a reddish hue, and a drop of water could now be mistaken for a whole city teeming with naked savages.

What do you have here? - asked the old man another sorcerer, without a name, - this is exactly what he was different from.

But guess! - responded Kopun Khlopotun. - Guess - I'll give you this thing. But guessing is not so easy if you don’t know what it is!

An unnamed sorcerer glanced through a magnifying glass. Right, in front of him was a whole city teeming with people, but they all ran naked! Horror of what! And even worse was that they mercilessly pushed, tweaked, bit, and tore each other to shreds! Who was below - by all means beat out up, who was above - got down.

Look, look! There, that leg is longer than mine! Down with her! But this one has a tiny lump behind his ear, a tiny, innocent lump, but it hurts him, so let it be even more painful!

And they bit the poor fellow, tore to pieces and devoured for having a tiny bump. They are watching someone sitting at attention humbly, like a red damsel, not touching anyone, if only they had not touched him, so no, let's slow him down, drag him around, drag him around until there is no trace of him!

Awfully funny! said the sorcerer without a name.

Well, what do you think it is? Can you guess? - asked Kopun Khlopotun.

There’s nothing to guess! Immediately visible! - answered that. - This is Copenhagen or some other big city, because they all look alike! .. This is a big city!