Tuesday, October 08, 2013

Poem a Day 8

Tristatur de Bono Proximi

'They have great good, but good I do not know,
deserving nothing they have gathered all;
while I am cold outside, they warmly glow
and live in palace while I live in stall.
Oh, I would show them what it is to fall,
to live in misery, and drown in care!'
-- Or love their good as yours, if you could dare.

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