Thou art the mighty ocean full of love
Whereby the eyes drink sips of poisoning
Sedate which full my soul and make me move
Heralds thy every glance of fragrant spring
Thy eyes have galaxies of far in them
Dissolving all realms of mirth and pain
Thou smile as precious like a golden gem
Earthy objects in hands thy radiance gain
The roses blow away in scornful storm
Before thy tempting softness that o'erflows
And yet this sun could seldom do reform
Throwing light as thy glamour free of loss
Forsooth, my heart dwells in thy o'ergrown fame
Ere the fire grows, let start a lovers' game
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I would like to translate this poem
Fantastic! ! I can imagine the feelings and the thoughts with every line!