Sonnet 48

No power on earth supplants your boundless love,
And I, its vassal, sworn to service be.
Yet not for land, nor gold, nor gifts above
Do I submit to this sweet fealty.
Still, in these lines my homage is as clear
As any oath that ever was so sworn;
And never was a pledge held yet so dear
That gods and kings all judgement may adjourn.
This love is as a passion pure and right
And in its’ service I am proud to stand.
Unto this duty I commend my life-
This vow to live until my life shall end.
By power of love I therefore crown you queen;
As in loves’ labor, ever have I been.

© Loubert S Suddaby. All Rights Reserved.

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