To whom is thy hearts beauty given true,
Whom`s beauty is greater than that of
Any meandering streams` deepestblue,
Agleam with sunlight which is thy`s blue love,
Release thy self from thine constant sorrow,
Release Past unfit of such divinity,
And when finished, my heart you may borrow,
I only ask its held infinitely,
With sorrow substituted my much joy,
Only good comes from this mended future,
and be born a mutual desire,
If none other, this I can assure,
Suspended by strings of lovea jewel,
For the, I shall be an eternal fool.
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