Thou hast diamonds, and pearls and jewels,
All thy heart covets in store,
And the loveliest eyes under heaven--
My darling, what wouldst thou more?
Upon thine eyes, so lovely,
Have I written o'er and o'er
Immortal songs and sonnets--
My darling, what wouldst thou more?
And with thine eyes so lovely
Thou hast stung me to the core,
And hast compassed my undoing--
My darling, what wouldst thou more?