Think you I love you not?

I do, I do; I love you even as you do me, though I do not make it known. I love your valiant heart as you love my beauty. As I love my beauty. Was that common love not our bond?

And now you would destroy it. A fool's fool, by all rights. What can I be without godly perfection? I will change; my name will go - who will you call to in the nights?

I love you, my brother, and so I would never ask you to choose between your hand and me.