I don't know, if I ever new how
Time and emotion passes
And many a time I did vow
No more to romp with lasses
So suffer no more
Loves; first kiss thrill
And Aphrodites fires
For capriciously She may kill
Loves hopes and deep desires
For neither her power nor my will
Can bring you to my byer
To rest you in my arms before
A burning yule log fire
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Last two lines.... a wonderful setting.