It’s time for some digital poetry. Today we’ll declaim part of “In Summer’s Heat” by Ovid.
In summer’s heat and mid-time of the day,
To rest my limbs upon a bed I lay,
One window shut, the other open stood,
Which gave such light as twinkles in a wood
Like twilight glimpse at setting of the sun,
Or night being past and yet not day begun.
Such light to shamefaced maidens must be shown,
Where they may Wolt, and seem to be unknown.
So feel free to be inspired by our Wolt (CZ,SK) offer with 4,30 EUR payout, like ancient roman poet was.
“In Summer’s Heat” by Ovid
