This day, my Julia, thou must make
For Mistress Bride the wedding-cake:
Knead but the dough, and it will be
To paste of almonds turn'd by thee;
Or kiss it thou but once or twice,
And for the bride-cake there'll be spice.
A beautifully envisioned shor, sweet and meaningful song. Thanks for sharing it here.
Wedding -cake! With the muse of marriage. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiully done this is one of the few poems to do with weddings