If ever two were one, then surely we.

If ever man were lov'd by wife, then you.

If ever wife was happy in a man,

Compare with me, we women, if you can.

I prize you love more than whole Mines of gold

Or all the riches that the East doth hold.

My love is such that Rivers cannot quench,

Nor ought but love from you give recompetence.

Thy love is such I can no way repay.

The heavens reward you manifold, I pray.

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

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