If my love shall love me, let there be naught hate, standing in fairy light
Exceptionally see thy lays to mend
‘I love his smile , his kiss
Of naught to hurt our sweet love
Thy shall be encumbered with my soul
A pleasures of each centaurs day
For my heart shall be his
Be changed or given to another I shall be
May each sun bring us closer to the moonlight fairy dance
Thy shall dry his awaking tears
A deliverance creature of the nigh
Thy shall comfort my only song
Be my love , my beloved one of time
Thy is the blessed , goodness part of me I shall forever love thee

 

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