Nothing more lovely

When I first beheld you,

how lovely you were, how fair,

I thought it would never happen in all my days

to see something lovelier

than your dear eyes

as I gazed into them for eternity.

I gazed at them so long,

until you became my bride;

and again I thought it would never happen

that I could see something lovelier

than your red mouth,

as I kissed them all the hour.

I kissed them so long,

until you were my wife;

and now I can be certain

that there can be nothing lovelier

than my lovely wife

in body and soul.