Some with staffs
Some with guns
Others with foul obscene words
All after the poor hart
In this ever ravenous hunt
Some with staffs
Some with guns
Others with foul obscene words
All after the poor hart
Coercing it to make a false move
Poor game! Poor game!
Why should anyone be a hart?
And every leader will soon turn hart
Some with staffs
Some with guns
Others with foul obscene words
Always after any Caesar
And a Caesar always there will be-
Wretched cycle of tragedies!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem