My giving this begins thy bliss. Remember Him who died for thee, And after that remember me. Let me wish thee full happy be. Tibi soli (on Beau Fielding’s ring; _temp._ Queen Anne). From a Commonplace Book of the seventeenth century in Sion College Library: There is no other, and I am he, That loves no other, and thou art she. Eye doth find, heart doth choose, Faith doth bind, death doth lose. Let us be one { To live in love Till we are none { I love to live. Love well, and { Virtus non vultus Live well. { Patior ut potiar. Sequor ut consequar. I seek to be Not thine, but thee. Nowe ys thus (inscription upon a gold ring found about 1786 on the site of the battle of Towton, Yorkshire. The weight was more than an ounce; it had no stone, but a lion passant was cut upon the gold. The inscription was in old black characters. The crest is that of the Percy family, and it is supposed the ring was worn by the Earl of Northumberland on the day of the battle (March 29, 1461). The motto seems to allude to the times: ‘The age is fierce as a lion’). Je change qu’en mourant. Unalterable to my Perdita through life (inscribed on a ring presented to Mrs. Robinson, by the Prince Regent, afterwards George IV.). If love I finde, I will bee kinde. In thee my choyse how I reioyce. In thee my choice I do rejoice (this posy is on a massive gold ring, which is thus described by a writer in ‘Notes and Queries’:--In the centre of the ornamentation outside is a shield, with three lions passant on it. On the right of the shield H, and on the left of it I, each letter having an old-fashioned crown over it. At the extreme ends of the ornamentation, outside the letters H and I are three fleurs-de-lys). Take _hand_ and _heart_, ile nere depart. Live and dye in constancy. A vertuous wife y{t} serveth life. As long as life your loving wife. I will be yours while breath indures. Love is sure where faith is pure. A vertuous wife doth banish strife. As God hath made my choyse in thee, So move thy _heart_ to comfort mee. God y{t} hath kept thy _heart_ for mee, Grant that our love may faithfull bee. God our love continue ever, That we in heaven may live together. The _eye_ did find, y{e} _heart_ did chuse, The _hand_ doth bind, till death doth loose. First feare y{e} Lord, then rest content, So shall we live and not repent. Breake not thy vow to please the eye, But keepe thy love, so live and dye. I am sent to salute you from a faithfull friend. This and my heart. Acceptance is my comfort. Too light to requite. Patience is a noble virtue. Lost all content, if not consent. A friend to one as like to none. Your sight, my delight. Virtue meeting, happy greeting. As trust, bee just. For a kiss, take this.