Philip Sidney (Филип Сидни)

The Bargain

MY 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. 

1. A Ditty
2. Leave Me, O Love, Which Reachest But to Dust
3. Voices at the Window
4. Ring Out Your Bells
5. Thou Blind Man's Mark

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