Sequal to a Great Sonnet:
Sylvia, sweet Sylvia, the prettiest of all.
Thou art a beauty queen at the County Ball.
With innocence shining, like an evening star,
An angel from heaven brought love from afar.
Meet me my sweet, tonight in my dreams,
I will fall at thy feet 'neath glowing moonbeams.
On bended knee I shall be, proposing to thee.
Oh Sylvia, sweet Sylvia, come closer to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem