For one that I must lose
How easy it would to be of voice
The choice in which to choose
Thy may keep the sun
To brighten up thy sky
The birds need love and comfort to
And sight for need to fly
Thy may keep the moon
For no beam of it need I
Nor shine to reflect my mood
For Love is what makes me sigh
Thy may keep the need of morsal
For my lips have all that they need hold
For thou are the power that nourish I
My Love for you so bold
No night will thou not see me
Your Love to me so real
No other feeling there need I
My lips of Love your seal
I wear thy Love with pride
No other shall no thy feel
To thee only do I look full eye
That thy know my Love is real
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