A jeweled light upon dear beauty’s breast

Bright tears of joy from loving eyes hope-stained

Pure pride achieving honor’s greatest quest—

Sweet song of life to sing true heart’s refrain.

So beaming now she dries the drowning orbs

And with a smile that might outshine the sun

Embraces him with earnest arms out poured—

Her swelling heart full-pledged to him alone.

There he stoops down, ascending to the knee

And clasps that hand he’ll hold forever more,

Through brimming eyes eternity he sees…

As quavering voices trill at heaven’s door.

‘Will you accept this troth and be my bride?’

‘I will my love, whatever fate betide.’