My true-love hath my heart and I have his,
By just exchange one for the other given:
I hold his dear, and mine She cannot miss;
There never was a bargain better driven.
His heart in me keeps me and her in one;
My heart in her 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 her 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.
" Sab0or "
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