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This is what I vow;

He shall have my heart to keep;

Sweetly will we stir and sleep.

All the years, as now.

Swift the measured sands may run;

Love like this is never done;

He and I are welded one:

This is what I vow.

This is what I pray:

Keep him by me tenderly;

Keep him sweet in pride of me,

Ever and a day;

Keep me from the old distress;

Let me, for our happiness,

Be the one to love the less:

This is what I pray.

This is what I know:

Lovers’ oaths are thin as rain;

Love’s a harbinger of pain—

Would it were not so!

Ever is my heart a-thirst,

Ever is my love accurst;

He is neither last nor first—

This is what I know.