Dost thou love me?
Thou art such a lovely one,
And I do dote dote on thee;
I think of thee till the day is done.
Thine eyes shine brighter than the sun,
Thine face is truly perfect,
Thou art my only chosen one,
For thou art without defect.
No mountain, valley, river, or sea
Can come between my love and me.
I will stay right at your side,
So anywhere you look, I will be eyed.
Nothing can destroy this link,
"My love thou art, my love I think!"
(Quote at the end taken from Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream)
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