Nobel Prize Literature Collection: Where did you go?

Author: (Poland) Henryk Sienkiewicz
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Publish Date: 2006-10-01
Features: Venus had taken a bath and had his nails trimmed one after another. At this moment, a reciting poet walked in, wearing a long bronze tube on his chest, containing several scrolls. "Would you like to hear it?" Petronius asked. "If it's your work, I'd be happy to listen," Venus replied. "If not, I'd still like to chat. Currently, you can meet some poets at every corner of the street." "That's true. No matter which meeting hall, bathhouse, library, or bookstore you pass, you'll always see a poet gesturing like a monkey. In the past, when Agrippa came from the East, he even mistook these people for madmen. This is the age of today. The emperor writes poetry, so everyone imitates him. But it's forbidden to write better than the emperor. For this reason, I'm a bit worried about Lucanus.