Aachen Du Bellay. (№ 262323)

Ignorant no use in the arts of Apollo,
Such a treasure, the merchant does not value,
The weasel from him podalee runs
They Ambition decorate not inclined;
Laughing at him is the one who winds near the throne,
Soldiers from the rhymes and stanzas of the shield will not make,
Know and Du bellay: you will not they can.
Poets are not in the price of government and law.
Grandee poems sees no profit,
For the best poems will not buy any Shisha,
The poet usually poor and in their own homeland.
But I won't give song line
One poetry save us from boredom,
and I owe her six years of life.