O' thy beauty my darling dare it be duty sweetheart.
for natures never rest for its creatures,
thou be blessed.
thy smile be radiant through those rosy cheeks
O' my poppet;
But what right doth I hast to possesseth thee?
if thy heart be yours, thine only.
Vultures be patient and never sound ancient;
be guardian of thy heart for if stolen...
O' my darling;