FOR thee, I shall not die,
Woman of high fame and name;
Foolish men thou mayest slay
I and they are not the same.
Why should I expire
For the fire of an eye,
Slender waist or swan-like limb,
Is't for them that I should die?
The round breasts, the fresh skin,
Cheeks crimson, hair so long and rich;
Indeed, indeed, I shall not die,
Please God, not I, for any such.
The golden hair, the forehead thin,
The chaste mien, the gracious ease,
The rounded heel, the languid tone,—
Fools alone find death from these.
Thy sharp wit, thy perfect calm,
Thy thin palm like foam o' the sea;
Thy white neck, thy blue eye,
I shall not die for thee.
Woman, graceful as the swan,
A wise man did nurture me.
Little palm, white neck, bright eye,
I shall not die for ye.
A nice and awesome poem with lot of expression of love and told the things in straightway and so interesting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the poem refuses to associate love and beauty with death, only fools do so, as sated in the poem. it's also a mockery of the old notion of platonic love whereby, the lover dies for the prson he loves such. ex: romeo and juliet
thank you so much