XLVII. A Bookworm

A moth ate a word. To me that seemed

A curious happening when I heard of that wonder,

That a worm should swallow the word of a man,

A thief in the dark eat a thoughtful discourse

5 And the strong base it stood on. He stole, but he was not

A whit the wiser when the word had been swallowed.

Old English Poems Translated into the Original Meter Together with Short Selections from Old English Prose · 第 47 / 120 题