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Song from Arcadia

By Sir Philip SidneySource: Sir Philip Sidney - PoetryDB (Public Domain)112 words

My true love hath my heart, and I have his,

By Just Exchange, one for the other given.

I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss,

There never was a better bargain driven.

His heart in me keeps me and him 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.

His heart his wound received from my sight,

My heart was wounded with his wounded heart;

For as from me on him his hurt did light,

So still methought in me his hurt did smart.

Both equal hurt, in this change sought our bliss;

My true love hath my heart and I have his.

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