Muye's Sestina 1

MUYE'S SESTINA I was hungry all day long, yes Hungary, Waiting for my wife to bring food for me; Until I was no longer ready to bear. I saw neither food being cooked nor my wife Thank God, the sky darkened yonder, pouring. This pacified my troubled sack a little. For there disappeared that noon sultry; But why should I be made that forbear? As the disturbance can affect my me; In every thing ( I mean the water pouring): My intellect, all aspect of my life This is true to the heart that ponders a little. But what could I say about my wife, Long awaited wife who had starved me? "Must she have been rain water pouring Into her long-emptied pot?" I thought a little. For she was to me, all our stay, a dear. She wouldn't of her making make me Hungry. Enough for that, all day, rain water pouring, For your spouse beloved to you is Hungary, And this you can see clearly in me. Don't put me to hardship, my lady dear. Or else methinks against me you want to strife. Don't allow to be taken by evil. And to me she came, on her face a giggle, "Sorry", she said,"I went water pouring, You know I care much for your dear life. Of my making, I will ne'er see you Hungary, And here you are: your fine meal and your dear : The meal to eat now; your dear to sight see" But then, I was no longer at all hungry, For I had my sack that to forebear. This was not pleasant to my wife Who spent much time of hers water pouring. But who offended whom: I , her or she me? And whence, both of us pondered a little. A promise never to make me Hungry, At all course , was said my fine wife, dear wife. At all time, not even the rain water pouring. Thanks By A. I. Muye.