texts: Not even the birds sing sweet as you. </s> <s> Jack... Green Jack, you mustn't flatter me so. </s> <s> Tis the truth. </s> <s> A maid must beware of flattery... Methinks you want to kiss me. </s> <s> There's no happier thought under heaven.
labels: If I were your bride, would the kissing ever stop...?  Do you wish to marry me, Jack?