You speak of man as though he were an imp
Ay! Contend I do not
For man has long betrayed woman’s heart
And I am no exception
So I set upon to alter your perception
And true love is your prescription
Our love will rise with sun and moon
Our happiness will sparkle
Like the starry skies they will look and wonder
Love you always late and soon
Never will these lips speak any lies
Oh! If it be as I wish
Mingled will be our blood
For your heart I will flood
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This is exquisite. The beginning and end are unforgettable.