M adam Mythily is the echo in I C F
Y oung and old, both alike,
T hink of you, with respects—as a Chef,
H igh Priest, Mother, Sister, and the like.
I ndeed you have been our Governess—so well told;
L oving one and all with a heart of gold;
Y earning ever to march forward.
G rilled to your home and hearth, though,
O ffice work has ever seen you thorough.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem