When love sails our wandering light through the high seas,
Contending raging waves nor the stormy winds at full throttle;
As the sailman does steering the ship fraught with nervousness,
Till the shore sighing a little ease of content and job well done.
O!Passion most rattling often your height taken for granted:
A transitory imposture lingers the charmed encompass dearly
With heaven on their palms nor earth theirs and vows sweared.
In their minds be eternal bliss unrivalled signifying eternity.
Then by time`s ravaging hand enduring minutes and hours a strain,
The flowery roses of bed now withered a thing of the past.
Add monetary to the confusion then the restlessness worsen;
Panting to an end,in a sad dirge of sought love now a tempest.
Reciting this verse with a heart pounding in yearning
Of stubborn beauty most loved and most unloving.
