Dear Heart Be Constant, Be True

Is it just an illusion, or is it destiny,
Sometimes it's hard to tell.
Is it foolishness or faithfulness,
True love or naive spell?

If it be a spell,
Then under it I am cast,
Thinking that you'll one day come,
And we'll be together at last.

Often my thoughts wonder,
But always come back to you,
And when I get distracted say,
Dear heart be constant, be true.

And so true to you I am,
True to the hope you'll come,
True to the thought of our
Married souls, our hearts beating as one.