Say you should ever be parted from me,
Say that you dwelt where the sun they scarce see,
Where you go I go, o’er oceans and lands,
Prisons and fetters, and enemies’ hands.
Annie of Tharau, my sun and sunshine,
This life of mine will I throw around thine.”
And who would be able to pay to female virtues a higher tribute than did Paul Fleming in a poem, directed to his betrothed:
“Ein getreues Herz zu wissen
Ist des höchsten Schatzes Preis;
Der ist selig zu begrüssen