If fifty suitors claim their love for you
And mine include, how could you end with me?
Well, least there five of height that mine outdo
And twice of those in waist cannot be he,
But if returns their one for cuteness sake
Then ten on cuteness scale would fail to meet,
Yet here be sure of mine; my measures make;
Another four less pretties tho' they're sweet;
Depart no less with three for jealousy
And two their friends, by loyalty they leave,
Requests have six return to prelacy
Whilst nine recall that broken hearts still grieve.
Between the last and I, for you to view
But such my love for you; that I be two.
