CIX.

Think you truly, belov'd, this bond of duty between us, Lasteth, an ever-new jollity, ne'er to decease? Grant it, Gods immortal, assure her promise in earnest; Yea, be the lips sincere; yea, be the words from her heart. So still rightly remain our lovers' charter, a life-long 5 Friendship in us, whose faith fades not away to the last.