To her own lips my own kisses sinfair desire bounds my heart in sweet division and do upon love’s altar true my dear angel has found her fame in heaven. 
The wings of night sleep with endymion and by words or vow two bodies are interchanged and in exchange for her sweet loves joy. When promised, I swear by the golden bow of the moon;
That in amity, faithfulness, and adoration, I will keep my holy oath unbroken.With mouth to breath I kiss her diving eyes like a righteous veiling star in long bright fane, sparkling in their everlasting orbs.
Where those goliath rays move the deep night, O’ those rays that her cloud gazing eyes infuse in me as pure as unpainted virtue.She draws in the whirlwinds of passion that shake the velvet buds with beauties might.
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