SACHLI ZEMAN (FORTUNE THE LONG-HAIRED)

Zem a n the Long-haired, 'midst these lovely ones see,
A wayward, wanton Torment of the world she.
Like Fortune , she nor clemency nor grace knows;
The number of her hairs her lovers' tale shows.
The tribute from the realm of hearts her curls bore,
Seduced me have these locks that hang her neck o'er.