Happiness is yours

Where we seek
We shall find
But not I dare to be
A master of kind

For seeketh a life so worthy of foe
Not snaring at one
Nor wonder but know

Your heart my dearest
Has the softness of air
The warmth of the sun
A fondness so fair

For my fortune was such
Knowing love dearest thee
So noble your soul
When close to me

Do' eth what you must
For happiness to dwell
Stroll through wild meadows
Far from my hell

For I want just your heart
To be blessed with gold
A temple of joy
For only you to hold