Richard Eedes
No love, to love of man and wife;
No hope, to hope of constant heart;
No joy, to joy in wedded life;
No faith, to faith in either part;
Flesh is of flesh, and bone of bone
When deeds and words and thoughts are one.
Thy friend an other friend may be.
But other self is not the same:
Thy spouse the self-same is with thee,
In body, mind, in goods and name:
No thine, no mine, may other call.
Now all is one, and one is all.
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