Part,  Dialogue

1   1,  1|    Poetaster!~That in Milan didst buckle on thy wreath~Composed
2   2,  1|    boy, that from the shore didst loose~The baby bark, and
3   2,  1|      and to the slender oar~Didst set thy unskilled hand;
4   2,  1| that which thou for pastime didst entrust~To hostile breast.
5   2,  2|     world adorns,  ./. Thou didst obtain, through will and