There stood a silent knight in armor;
The ladies thought him quite a charmer;
He listened with his sword in scabbard;
This silent knight never jabbered;
Until one hoarse and bored young maiden,
Who was a silly shameless brazen,
Lifted up his helmet visor
And saw it empty of advisor;
A man may joust and sweat all day
With his fair maid were e'er she lay,
But if she seeks a man who listens,
First check his slats for eyes that glisten.
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I would like to translate this poem
This is very funny Pull a comedian extraordinary you are and always will be…