Cirrus@Austlit

The poem praises an unnamed newspaper editor living in Melbourne, who is supposedly extraordinarily open-minded, truthful and tolerant. An example of his virtue as an editor is that he prints all the letters sent to his newspaper. The poem ends with a two-line coda which erases the image of perfection presented earlier: 'Ale że jestem sceptyk, niech lepiej te słowa/Czytelnik, jak Krasicki, między bajki schowa.' [As I am a sceptic, the Reader had better, like Krasicki, treat these words of mine as a fairy tale.] (Ignacy Krasicki was an 18th century Polish author who wrote a famous collection of fables.)