There is no happier life
But with no strife;
But with no strife;
The comforts are so sweet
Whe two do meet.
'Tis plenty, peace, a calm
Like dropping balm;
Love's weather is so fair,
Like perfumed air.
Each word such pleasure brings
Like soft-touched stirrings;
Love's passion moves the heart
And it will never part;
Such harmony together,
So pleased in each other.
No discords; concords still;
Sealed with one will.
By love, God made man one,
Then women for man to not be alone.
Like stamps of king and queen
It will always be seen:
Two figures on one coin,
So they will join,
Only they not embrace.
Welcome love to this place.
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