Verso C from the Papyrus Chester Beatty I
First Stanza : The Boy
She stands alone, my lady is without peer, the most beautiful of all mankind.
She is like the star-goddess rising at the beginning of a happy year.
Shining, pale-skinned, exquisite, her lovely eyes are constantly gazing.
Her sweet are her lips with which she speaks but not a word too much.
Her neck is long, her breasts are white, her hair is like lapis lazuli.
Her arms surpass gold, with fingers like lotus petals,
Full buttocks, narrow waist, and legs bring forth her splendour.
Her stride is a like a magic-spell; my heart is spellbound in her embrace.
She’ll turn the head of any man and they will be dazzled at the sight of her.
Joyous would be the any man who embraces her, he would be the chief of lovers.
When one sees her going forth, it is like the arrival of the goddess.
Second Stanza: The Girl
My man's voice unsettles me and leaves me feeling lovesick.
He is a neighbour to my mother's house but I cannot go to him.
My mother may be right to charge me, "Stop staring at him!"
My heart is in turmoil when I think of him; My love for him has captured me.
He may be reckless, but I am reckless too.
He must not know how I long to embrace him or he would contact my mother.
Oh my love, I was destined for you by the goddess of love.
Come to me and let me gaze on your beauty, surely my parents will approve.
All men will rejoice at you with one accord, they will honor you, my love.
Third Stanza: The Boy
My heart decided to search out her beauty while I was sitting in at home.
But on the road, there was Mehy in his chariot, together with his lusty men.
I didn't know how to remove myself from his path. Should I just walk boldly by?
But no! The road is like a raging river - I don't know where to put my feet?
Oh, my heart is so stupid, why are you so afraid of Mehy?
Look, if I pass him by he'll see where I am going!
“Hey, I am yours” I might as well say, and he will boast of my name,
And put me in first place in the harem of one of his cronies.
Fourth Stanza: The Girl
My hearts races quickly when I think of you, my love.
It will not suffer prudence and bursts out of its place.
It won't allow me to get dressed or attire myself with a fan,
To put on my eye-shadow or even anoint myself in oil.
“Don't stay here, go to him” it says to me when I think of him.
Don’t be a fool, my heart, why are you being so crazy?
Be calm, be still, your lover will come. My eyes will see him soon.
I don’t want people saying about me, “She is a woman hysterical with love”
Stay calm when he comes to mind. Oh heart, stop pounding!
Fifth Stanza: The Boy
I adore the goddess of love, I extol her majesty,
I exalt the mistress of heaven, I give worship to Hathor,
And praise to my lover. I prayed to her and she heard my petition.
She decreed for me my lady. She came of her own accord to me.
How great is this, which has happened to me!
I rejoice, exult and am proud ever since it was said “Look, there she is!”.
When she came the young men bowed in reverence
for the greatness of their admiration of her.
I prayed to my goddess, that she may give me this lady as a gift.
It was already three days yesterday since I first made my petition in her name,
but she has gone for five days.
Sixth Stanza: The Girl
I walked through the neighbourhood of his house and I found his door open.
My love was standing beside his mother, all his brothers and sisters with him.
Love of him must capture the heart of everyone who walks past.
An excellent youth, there is no one like him; a man outstanding in virtue.
He saw me as I passed by, and I was in heaven.
My heart rejoiced with jubilation,
My love, when you looked at me.
If only your mother had known my heart,
she might have gone indoors for a time.
Oh goddess of love, put that idea into her mind;
Then I will run up to my man and will kiss him before all his siblings;
I would not be embarrassed. I'd be glad that they saw and see that you bless me.
I will make a festival for my goddess. My heart is all aflutter,
Seventh Stanza: The Boy
It has been seven days since I have seen my girl,
a sickness has crept up upon me.
My limbs have become heavy and I can barely move.
The master physicians come to me,
but my heart has no comfort in their remedies.
The magicians are useless;
they don't understand my ailment.
I have told them what will revive me,
her name is what will raise me up.
The coming and going of her messengers revives my heart.
More beneficial to me is my girl than any remedy.
She’s more vital to me than an entire
compendium of medicine!
My salvation is her coming to me.
When I see her I will be well;
One look from her eyes and my limbs will
become young again;
Hearing her voice will make me strong.
And when I embrace her, she will banish all
darkness from me.
But she has been gone for seven days.