Poets in Perpetual Song

Ovid, Varro, Virgil, Horace, The Nuremberg Chronicle, 1493
Poesy, please lead us not astray
But to us, for all time
Whether we are wrong or right
descants left behind
Meta-morphs in plain sight
mellow on the vine
Woven trials and tragedies
temper our pattern ryhme
Verse letters, chats, witty attacks
salves of twinkling lives
Poems weigh these more, with grace galore
for the sieves are human-kind