Something sweet, somebody sweeter time this
Who with the world is calm, relaxed
Keen wind gently kissing corn and peas
Sun warm not to keep your beauty vexed
Though yours be more than all's say
And I such nature trim well, keen on touch
For you be a flower better than rose of May
With better part of beauty no girl does match
More of petal, delicate, more smile sweet
And sweeter to keep a note of you in a line
That your love turns eternal, longer birds tweet
And keeps your smile, and our love as fine
Sweet now with you, though moment short
Wish four days be season, ere back to port
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