Tis made from agree, in where he was this night,
presented for to see, in a burning of light.
Pondering not to play, as were unserious thought,
but brought about today, an important message caught.
Yet lowly though it seem, only of ink of pen & paper,
a sizing of a dream, capture of a strange & curious nature.
The time he must partake, as if a loving duty,
for his and all man's sake, to inspect a truth or beauty.
And if your eye can survey, most truely perceive,
then you shall surely say, tis made from agree.
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I would like to translate this poem
Interesting and beautiful composition......fine diction used! 10++