/// Sixteen hundreds— Great poets, all Dutch,
with their host, P. C. Hooft, kept in touch.
They’d meet, eat, talk and sing
in the famed Muiderkring,
Is this scene true to life? No, not much.
/// Castle Muiden is where Hooft would host
these great minds and about them he’d boast.
But these thinkers, sublime,
met Hooft one at a time.
No great crowd, just a few at the most.
/// Yet this legend arose that each year
an elite brainy bunch would appear.
Skimming cultural cream was an intellect’s dream,
don’t you wish such a thing happened here?
/// Sixteen hundreds— Great poets, all Dutch,
with their host, P. C. Hooft, kept in touch.
They’d meet, eat, talk and sing
in the famed Muiderkring,
Is this scene true to life? No, not much.
/// Castle Muiden is where Hooft would host
these great minds and about them he’d boast.
But these thinkers, sublime,
met Hooft one at a time.
No great crowd, just a few at the most.
/// Yet this legend arose that each year
an elite brainy bunch would appear.
Skimming cultural cream was an intellect’s dream,
don’t you wish such a thing happened here?