I ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were loved by wife, then thee. Compare with valentines for him long distance, ye women, if you can. Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
Nor ought but love from thee give recompense. The heavens rewards thee manifold, I pray. That when we live no more, we may live ever. And think of yet another valentine. Today’s the day we have to be romantic. Our love is old and sure, not new and frantic.
You know I’m yours and I know you are mine. My dearest love, my darling valentine. There never was a bargain better driven. Water running, intermingling, over the sands. Storms, suns, dawns, a place to hide. You, the stone in the path of the tide? Or the night-wind cool my craving?