Hundred men and thousand women have applied,
But four I take on as weak and five I take on as fit.
Forty I find I like and fifty I want so tight, to be.
Yet the fifteen I try to see if I like, the rule does not say I like!
Only one or two can have found too soon the beautiful dream
come true.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem