Loving her, what should I fail to do for her?—

Keep season on season sunny and blue for her,

Lengthen her days like a happy tale,

With thoughts all tender and hearts all true for her,

Ward her from trouble, good tidings bring to her;

Fight for her, laugh with her, comfort her, cling to her,

But if I were even a nightingale,

I wonder—if I should dare to sing to her!