1
Today authors are like God :
They breathe and a masterpiece is born,
The heavy plough soars in winged flight,
Toil is mere game!

2
The sun casts laurel-shade,
The friendly breeze complies,
Offering twenty years of fame
For one happy day!

3
From Virgil's crafted lays
Man's inspiration rises still...
He gave twenty years of toil
For one creative day!