I stand by thee;

and owe these feeling rare.

    This occasion might

have woo'd me first;

that e'er the moment sweet.

    Subscribe I must,

unto thy charm;

so lost, in your gentle coy.

    To tarry now,

O' I do find;

the taste of thy kiss so sweet.

    Midst star filled sky,

I stand by thee;

and owe these feeling rare.