THE BARGAIN

by: Sir Philip Sidney (1554-1586)

      Y 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.

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