MY true love hath my heart, and I have his,
By just exchange one for another 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.
| About the poet |
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| By the same poet |
| Song |
| Voices at the Window |
| Philomela |
| The Highway |
| His Lady's Cruelty |
| Sleep |
| Splendidis longum valedico Nugis |
| Related books |
| Sir Philip Sidney at amazon.co.uk |
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