Good Morning Rose De Beauharnais

Rose, The morn is bright and fair, and so art thou. Good Lord! when shall my envy cease, for he that loveth thee? My convincing love words will never be exhausted until your highly sought after hand in marriage I have won. Contenders from the east, west, north and south of France line up by day just for your consent to seek. But just as dauntless, relentless and resilient in battle I have been, so will I be in my struggle with these contenders for your heart's epicentre.