To: My Dear and Loving Husband

If two were one, then surely we;
If ever man were loved by wife, then thee;

If ever wife were happy in a man,
Compare with me ye women if ye can!

I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold,
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.

My love is such that rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee give recompense.

Thy love is such I can no way repay ;
The havens reward thee manifold, I pray.

Then when we live, in love let’s so persevere
That when we live no more, we may live ever.

Lovers remember everything. —OVID

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