诗人的前任和同时代人的所有成就是否正确地属于他？他为什么要从找到它们找到的花朵中收缩？只有通过使其他人的财富使我们自己的财富才能使任何伟大的存在。
(Do not all the achievements of a poet's predecessors and contemporaries rightfully belong to him? Why should he shrink from picking flowers where he finds them? Only by making the riches of the others our own do we bring anything great into being.)