Knowest Not

Knowest thou not that I love thee?
To the depths that a soul can reach
Tis thee that I purpose
every waking moment I breathe
Mine heart is true, the purest in form
May thou, thine heart, know it evermore.

Question enterest not to thy bosom
beseech me to giveth
My love...my soul...?
Tis not already thine?
Purchase thine gift so readily I offer
That in it, my love may find rest.