A child I portray
A Hunter I suffice
when day begins, I prey
one wolf slain for thy sacrifice
The sacrifice of mine'd
when the beast cometh
all thee are frightened
I to be put to thee testeth
to be thine lords bride
one be slain
wench confined
far away flyeth my swain
I am to be saved by hys enemy
to live as a high Lady
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem