Said
The
Monsignor
‘what
You
Do
You
Do
For
Fame? '
‘I
will
That
Maximum
Numbers
Read
My
Verse
And
Enjoy'
‘Is
That
Search
For
Fame? '
Asked
Again
The
Monsignor.
‘I
Know
Myself
As
For
Beauty
Looking
Rather
Than
For
Fame
If
Fame
Come
The
Better
If
Oblivion
The
Worst
For
Then
Not
Just
My
Verses
But
My
Experiments
Be
Lost.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem