My True Love Hath My Heart And I Have His

 My true-love hath my heart, and I have his,
By just exchange, one for the other giv'n.

I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss;
There never was a better bargain driv'n.

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 me thought 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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