Social Commentaries
The Three Idlers of King Matthew Corvinus
Translated by John Bowring (1830) · From Poetry of the Magyars (1830)
There is an ancient saying—Idleness
Is the world's curse: and I have heard a story
Out of old time, instructive.
King Matthew once, half-tipsy, put three fellows—
Three idle fellows—in a house to fatten;
And fate, or forethought, set the house on fire.
"Ah! see, the house is burning!" cried the first;
"If the King want us," said the second knave,
"Why he will send and save us," In a rage,
"Your tongue is very glib," exclaimed the third;
And the house went on burning, and they perish'd.
O there are many idle dogs like these—
Many who open wide their lazy mouths,
And think that roasted ortolans will enter.
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Ráday, Gedeon. “The Three Idlers of King Matthew Corvinus.” Translated by John Bowring. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/raday/0/.
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Ráday, Gedeon. “The Three Idlers of King Matthew Corvinus.” Translated by John Bowring. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/raday/0/.
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