Oh, My Fair Minion-
With the soft vicissitudes of pleasure and repose-
You woo delight and Gratified me with the architecture-
Of jovial mood, my mood is at beyond apogee-
Beyond the mountain as regions of calamity-
I feel the separation of your beauty-
My whole life, my whole soul preyed upon you-
Your frequent enumeration of different enjoyment-
Exhaust my very eyes-
I dear to be with you in the seas of tranquility-
I seat before you covered with luxury-
And forgot to taste you dainties -
I lay aside my officiousness-
You are the Lord of life and-
I seat down the rest of my life to vigil-
Upon you under the banks shelters of trees-
Oh without you, my most fair Minion-
I fear the pain to shrink into evil-
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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