If I could but one Admire,

It would be you beyond the mire.

Please mould this my desire

That clings so strong to his Beauty;

That sings, far gone beyond duty

Let love burn not empty.

I would jump the seas if I Could;

I would brace the cold if to mould

My life to yours, for our good

Watch my eyes wrinkle, my Dimple

Set in my cheek; see me simple,

Held to your chest, no ripple

In sight. Let this our love Excel

One man to whom no lies to tell

Have me, not just my shell