If my beloved were a king, I couldst not love him more. Were he a jester to make men laugh, My love I would implore. But, alas, my love is but a man, Of heart and soul so free. And I couldst no more break my vow, Than break the heart in me.
— Tracie Peterson Castles: Kingdom Divided / Alas My Love / If Only / Five Geese Flying