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I love thee, my darling, both now and forever,
  My heart feels the thralldom of love’s mystic spell,
’Tis fettered with shackles which nothing can sever,
  To the heart which responds to its passionate swell.

I love thee, my darling, with love that is stronger,
  Than all the fond ties which the heart holds enshrined;
Adversity, sorrow or pain can no longer
  Detract from this heart, if with thine intertwined.

I love thee, my darling, with sacred affection,
  Which death, nor the cycles of time shall efface;
Nor from my heart’s mirror, erase thy reflection,
  Nor tear thy fond heart from its fervent embrace.