Saturday, November 16, 2013

Poem by Sir Philip Sidney


"MY true-love hath my heart, and I have his,
  By just exchange one to the other given:
I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss,
  There never was a better bargain driven:
My true-love hath my heart, and I have his.


His heart in me keeps him and me in one;
  My heart in him his thoughts and senses guides:
He loves my heart, for once it was his own;
  I cherish his because in me it bides:
My true-love hath my heart, and I have his."

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