My true love hath my heart, and I have his,
But 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.
Sir Phillip Sidney
1554-1586
English poet and writer
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