A poem by Thomas Thornburg from Ancient Letters
When Matthew Paris wrought to write
The Lives of all the early abbots,
He rove by rush and tallow light.
By his scriptorium mailed feet
And tumbrels knocking in the street
Worked further wrongs; the herded night
Advanced on sandal and sabot.
That men should sing in praise of kings
To set them on some middle [...]

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