Among the glowing stars would I be shown,
In murky perdition our stars be doomed,
But how on earth could we as one be known?
A wonder art thou in darkness bloom,
Too dear to forsake in terrene gloom,
But I can't conjure up excuses adequate
For us to adjoin, when no substance can fathom
The abyss deep-delved by etiquette.
However right would that be,
Were I to self-ask of thy deletion,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem