Said a beautiful woman to the dashing horseman:
After you've crossed the Channel,
And saved another neck from the French guillotine,
Of the Revolution, on your return,
I want you to bring me just a red rose,
As a token of our undying love.
I wish you, therefore, Godspeed,
O Scarlet Pimpernel, for your secret
Will be held in my deep bosom.
Love can be so fleeting, even fragile,
But did you know that it can be as strong
as a roaring lion or even the mighty elephant?
Yes I know the hard riding, swasbucklimg
And brave man they call the Scarlet Pimpernel.
I love him so and he's bringing me a red rose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful love poem. Thanks for sharing. Please kindly check my poems HOPE and THE BEAUTY OF DEATH and leave your comments.