If ever man were loved by wife， then thee；

    If ever wife was happy in a man，

    Compare with me，ye women，if you can.

    I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold

    Or all the riches that East doth hold.

    My love is such that rivers cannot quench¹，

    Nor ought but love from thee，give recompense.

    ThV love is such I can no way repay，

    The heavens reward thee manifold，I pray.

    Then while we live，in love let's so persevere²

    That when we live no more，we may live ever.