It was my shame, and now it is my boast,
That I have loved you rather more than most.

I loved you ere I knew you: know you now,
And, having known you, love you better still.

Sure you have made me passing glad
That you your mind so soon removed,
Before that I the leisure had
To choose you for my best beloved

I never believed in much,
But I believed in you.

I know it's true It's all because of you And if I make it through It's all because of you And now and then If we must start again Well, we will know for sure That I will love you.

I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else.

I've never said anything like this before, so you might not believe me. I wanted you to know that I was happy because of you. I wanted to tell you. I was happy. Thank you.

You've made my life so glamorous,
You can't blame me for feeling amorous.
'S wonderful, 's marvellous
That you should care for me.

If I know what love is, it is because of you.

I know the fury of your jealous suspicions,
But I have too much virtue to fear my husband.

I trust you, I love you.

Those who love much succeed in overcoming their fear.

Oh, because you never tried
To bow my will or break my pride,
And nothing of the cave-man made
You want to keep me half afraid,
Nor ever with a conquering air
You thought to draw me unaware — Take me, for I love you more
Than I ever loved before.

I'm out of sight, I'm out of mind
I'll do it all for you in time
And out of all these things I've done I think I love you better now.