This heart that flutters near my heart My hope and all my riches is, Unhappy when we draw apart And happy between kiss and kiss;. My hope and all my riches-yes! And all my happiness.
For there, as in some mossy nest The wrens will divers treasures keep,. I laid those treasures I possessed Ere that mine eyes had learned to weep. Shall we not be as wise as they Though love live but a day?