Since marriage ends upon the Earth
Let friendship then but find new birth
With Chivalry and knightly play
Let's wander in the light of day
like Guinevere and Lancelot
upon the fields of Camelot
Should night encroach with passion's fire
Chaste love will heighten our desire
and quench all lust to manifest
our soul's communion in that nest
where passion is the slave of love
In charity with Christ above
And if the night could set us free
One kiss of innocence would be
A seal upon thy passion's flower
A diadem within thy dower
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem