Of longer verses I have writ
So much!
Such!
The same of epics.
The Muse has loved me
Minerva stood by me
And Morpheus induced my sleep
To float ever-increase
Despite the lengths of verse and song
Enmeshed-entrapped by beauty I went along.
That was a Hercules feat
I shall not sit on, but yet repeat.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem