Thrice blessed night, wherein her breast's my pillow!
"I'll serve her, as the Mistress of all Pleasure!
I'll love her, as the Goddess of my soul!
I'll keep her, as the Jewel of all treasure!
I'll live with her, yet out of Love's control!
That all may know, I will not from her part,
I'll double lock her in my lips and heart!
If e'er I sigh, it shall be for her pity!
If e'er I mourn, her funeral draws near!
If e'er I sing, her virtue is the ditty!