YOU fear, Ligurra - above all, you long - <br />That I should smite you with a stinging song. <br />This dreadful honour you both fear and hope - <br />Both all in vain: you fall below my scope. <br />The Lybian lion tears the roaring bull, <br />He does not harm the midge along the pool. <br /> <br />Lo! if so close this stands in your regard, <br />From some blind tap fish forth a drunken barn, <br />Who shall with charcoal, on the privy wall, <br />Immortalise your name for once and all.<br /><br />Robert Louis Stevenson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/de-ligurra/
