Shall I roses, ruby hued
Shall I trinkets, gem imbued
Shall I words, in passioned mood
Promise love, sincere and true?

Shall I Cupid’s bow request
Shall I darts in you impress
Shall I pierce that perfect breast
Just to prove I love you best?

Not though heart should cease to beat
Not though breath should be deplete
Not though time should life defeat
Could I love you more, my sweet

No earthly flower, nor gift, nor sound
Nor arrow, pledge move more profound