From “the Fish the Fighters and the Song-girl” (Janet Morris and Chris Morris, copyright(C) 2010; Perseid, 2012:
What did they do that I cannot do, beloved warrior,
Your bold-tongued leaders who enflamed your fierce desire?
Now you are hot for fighting.
You long to throw yourself against the body of your enemy, not mine;
And pierce his flesh, not mine.
What did they say, your bold-tongued leaders,
That I cannot say to win your love?
How now shall I pray, when you have battle pounding in your blood
And your heart is hard like bronze?
Come back to me unbroken, unharmed.
You live to breathe war’s fury.
I live for the sight of you returning,
Your fine skin covered in armor, your beautiful head covered in glory,
Your bright shield and your ash spear in your hand.
Come back to me.