A svelte sylph of the basin of the Square Hills,
All my heart with scintillating smiles fills.
Swift footed rabbit she is everywhere;
Swirl around I often to see her face fair.
She sits in front and flees to hide away.
To steal a glance of a few seconds, no way.
Her absence wreaks deep fissures in my heart
and fills me full, a sea ofgrief does start.
In bathing me with her smiles, she has no peer!
And in makingmemad, she doesn't shed a tear.
Judicious she is while doing a work
but on seeingme, sits up with a jerk.
A lively smile fails not to slide on her lips
and blink she her eyes with calm secret quips.
Gloom and gleam alternate in a mortals life!
Gloom now engulfs me! May gleam not leave her life!
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I would like to translate this poem
It is the destiny to face joy and sorrow alternately as winter is followed by the spring. But the poet wishes that joy/gleam shouldn't be replaced by sorrow in his love's life. She is interested to make him mad but he has no hatred for her. That's why he is inspired by a Muse.