NOT my enemies ever invade me--no harm to my pride from them I fear;
But the lovers I recklessly love--lo! how they master me!
Lo! me, ever open and helpless, bereft of my strength!
Utterly abject, grovelling on the ground before them.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
' How they master me! '...........beautifully expressed!