My Sweet

Oh, my sweet, my dearest,
I know thou love little, lest
ye be stolen, cheated; but hear me my love,
this is a story long repeated.
Told by mortals here and Gods above of a man loved a woman so
that he forsook his and roved until truly she did know;
and this I ask unto thee:
Would you but lend me thy hand in solemn accord?
For I would anything do, even lay down my sword.
Legend says you love but a few,
but darling, come with me and I'll make thy world anew.