The Market

I love this author. I think they are so vivid, but there was this one poem where I just had to pinch myself. And you don't have to say anything about the 11th century. You can just read it. But it's even wilder when you think of it as being the 11th-century Jerusalem market. If he wanted this instant, he'd easily put you in their place. They'd breathe like you and hearts would scatter them over the earth. There was never a time when the living didn't die nor the young that they bear not give birth. Pay attention to this you pure ones and princes so calm in your fame. Know if you'd fathom the