Since love has us entwined, then let be three
And of the genes that spliced proportion you;
The greater half to mere a third of me
That I proclaim of beauty; now is two,
Tho' loving sin desires you for my own,
Is in that sin consideration finds:
Another be as loved as loved I've known
From beauteous of form your offspring binds.
Then if alike, she'll love a lonely man
Whose bitterness towards his mirror's self;
Be changed from bitter farce to sweetest fan:
Then darling kin be loved like you; myself.

The fate that draws us both could greater still
Live on your beauty and your loving will.