Pangur Ban my cat and I, 'Tis a like task we are at: Hunting
mice-so is his delight, Hunting words I sit
all night.
Better Than to praise of men,
'Tis to sit with book and pen:
Pangur bears me no ill-will,
He too plies his simple skill.
'Gainst the wall he sets his eye,
Full and fierce and sharp and sly:
'Gainst the wall of knowledge I,
All my little wisdom try.
Often times a mouse will stray,
In the hero Pangur's way:
Often times my keen thought set,
Takes a meaning in its net.
Practice every day has made
Pangur perfect at his trade:
I get wisdom day and night,
Turning darkness into light.
(Monaco Irlandese anonimo, 8 Secolo)
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