To the hopefull young Gentleman

To thee (young youth) these youngling lines I write
Stor'd with my best of wishes: may delight
Crowne that long-wisht for Nuptial bed of thine,
(Which should haue been) if Fate had granted mine
With many happy nights: Blest be my fate,
Since what one friend has is communicate
Vnto an other, that my loue should end,
And ending, giue beginning to my friend.
But why say I its ended? sith by thee,
A three-loues song beares descant merily.
And thus it is: I lou'd her, where thou art,
Shee thee, thou mee; thre louers in one heart:
Shee thine, thou mine (if mine thou stil'd may be)
Makes her in being thine, espows'd to me.