Note 3 — GEORGE BRANDES (continued 14)
William Archer translation
"Her armes smale, her streghte bak and softe, Her sides long, fleshly, smothe, and white, He gan to stroke; and good thrift bad ful oft. Her snowish throte, her brestes round and lite: Thus in this hevene he gan him to delite, And then withal a thousand times her kiste That what to dou for joie unnethe he wiste."