Hate thought art.
Sad fool is forlorn,
Happy sorrow, mad.
Inconsolable sadness is love,
Unreachable madness, fear.
Moor of Bard is forsworn.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I have taught the play 'Othello' many times, but I can't really work out the meaning here. Most cryptic and enigmatic without an 'explication de texte'.