4) Nathaniel - At Apollo's Temple Poem by Paolo Giuseppe Mazzarello

In Delphi at Apollo's temple, inside.

Chryses:
I was waiting for you,
It's better to get soon
To my presence.
Your short poem
Isn't finished, is it?

Nat:
My father, I'd say,
I can play the lyre
As our God teaches us to do,
But we must be in our place.

Chryses:
Where would you like to stay?
What would you like to do?
Man must labour not sing.

Nat:
I don't expect your sermon,
Though you're holy preacher.
I'll ask you a question:
In the end we'll go to Hades, won't we?
We both won't go to the Olympus's top.
We have little choice.

Chryses:
What's your question? You and Hades:
I've got bored with this trouble.
About Hades and Olympus
We don't know anything. Write poems.

Nat:
My father, I'd say again,
I've not anything else to say again.
I thought I had to tell many things.
It was little.
I've known everything for a long time.