with everything I am, always, I called out to you,
and all I see and hear calls for me to be true,
for, me, your eyes and ears, to find as all you ever knew,
and all your heart desired, as all I’ll ever do—
if forever fate is fair, then, o you—I cannot lose!
for none have come as close to how free you are to choose;
such honor do you grace upon all who reach your view,
and how free is he who falls just to serve and savor you—