A jeweled light upon dear beauty’s breast

Bright tears of joy from loving eyes so stained

Pure pride achieving honor’s greatest quest,

Sweet song of life that sings true heart’s refrain.

So beaming now she dries the drowning orbs

And with a smile that might outshine the sun

Embraces him with gushing arms out poured

Her swelling heart pledged to but 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,

Full quavering voice calls now on heaven’s door.

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

‘I will my love, whatever fate betide.’