No Matter Poem by Paul the Silentiary
No Matter
My name, my country, what are they to thee?
What, whether proud or base my pedigree?
Perhaps I far surpassed all other men;
Perhaps I fell below them all. What then?
Suffice it, stranger, that thou seest a tomb.
Thou knowst its use. It hides- no matter whom.
translated by William Cowper
Wednesday, February 17, 2016
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