Yield but thy love to me
Yield but thy love to me
And I'll not ask to be
A king o'er empires great. Thy love
Were realm enough for me.
Yield but thy love to me
And I'll not fear to be
Wrapped cold in Death; Death in thy love
Were living joy to me.
Yield but thy love to me
And I'll not wish to be
In Paradise. Life in thy love
Were Heav'n itself to me.