Love
A Ditty
From The Golden Treasury, ed. F. T. Palgrave (1861)
Love
My true love hath my heart, and I have his,
By just exchange one to the other 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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Sidney, Philip. “A Ditty.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/sidney/149/.
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Sidney, Philip. “A Ditty.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/sidney/149/.
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