The Woman

In all greatest creation

The woman comes to the top

Like our life's best prize

Every man must fight a lot

The softness of her hand

Made much cost to get

Why God create her alike

Putting me out of gate?

She has an amorous heart

Keeping her beauty beside

In a very natural manner

Make my heart like a child

She is the white wizard

Who throws her hidden spell

Like an enchanted servant

Make me out of myself

I am thankful to you

To create the first lust

As I've none to blame 

To find this mortal taste.