My Love

My Love

My love
My dove

Hear my plea
I beseech thee
Never forsake me

My sweet gentle wife
I will not survive
This pitiful wretched life
So full of strife

Without you by my side
Through every turn of tide
My counsel and my guide
My heart’s joy and pride
My dearest darling bride
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