Unmatched fondness
My Love, for whom my fondness has no match,
With earnest heart, I unto dispatch
My true affection which, I pray you'll take
And cherish tenderly for our love's sake.
Forgive me, please, for all unseemly deeds
That I have done on which your anger feeds
I count on you for precious grace and care,
For you, my wife, bring cheer to purge despair.
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