She hears me strike the board and say
That she is under ban
Of all good men and women,
Being mentioned with a man
That has the worst of all bad names;
And thereupon replies
That his hair is beautiful,
Cold as the March wind his eyes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very realistic poem in todays work, seams women want to go for the men they shouldnt and for the wron reasons.