Frouwe,ik sil jo roere mei myn geast.
Jo roere en roere en roere
oant jo my ynienen
in bedêst obseen glimke jouwe
(frouwe ik sil
jo roere mei myn geast.)Jo
roere,neat oars,
licht,en mei einleas gemak
wurde jo dan folslein
it fers dat ik net skriuw.
Lady,i will touch you with my mind.
Touch you and touch and touch
until you give
me suddenly a smile,shyly obscene
(lady i will
touch you with my mind.)Touch
you,that is all,
lightly and you utterly will become
with infinite ease
the poem which i do not write.
Ut de Dial Papers, 1919–1920, postúm publisearre