Perchanced We Became As Two Into One Beating Heart. Poem by Michael Gale

Forsooth thy ways i wine and dine...
Whil'st thou agree to accomany thine?
Mayhaps we be agreeable to heart....
Ne'er to ever sadly part.
Perchance upon thy days of travel....
Enmesch two hearts 'gether nay unravel.
Feel how tender thy heart beats for thee...
Let us two suppine on fondly consumptions of the hearty.
Can'st not we both duelly and happily do party? ...
Bid fondness adjacent to thine own feeling.
When'st said you, did affirm....
Sent one reeling, this head stopped turning.
Ears received thy answered of such confirm......