"Thy Fine Beauty Protects My Sake"

Thy fine beauty protects my sake
And I know that thou won't deceive
Me, and I watch on how thou make
Thine art, thy heart shall not unreave
My thoughts start to twine, and conceive
That thy sweet eyes, lovingly shone
And my mind did begin to weave
These swell ideas, under the sun
My amor, shall not come undone
And my gladness shall have no end...