'MY brother Jack the Rover, Sir!'
'Bless me, I thought he was a cousin?'
'Bound on a voyage to Elsinore!'
'Most merry damsels have a dozen!'
'That wench you tackled up the street?'
'My sister Ciss? My loving sister?'
'Just as I thought—she looked so sweet,—
And you yet sweeter,—as you kissed her!'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem