Classic Poem

If you would choose a book to be
Your travelling comrade, I remind you
To buy a handy one like me,
And leave your heavy tomes behind you.

One that a single hand can hold
Is best of all, and 'twere a pity
Should you forget where such are sold
And wander vaguely through the city.

Near Pallas' forum you shall see
The shrine of Peace, and close behind them
Secundus' shop — a freedman he
Of Lucca's sage — there you shall find them.