My true love hath my heart, and I have his, <br />By Just Exchange, one for the other given. <br />I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss, <br />There never was a better bargain driven. <br />His heart in me keeps me and him in one, <br />My heart in him his thoughts and senses guides; <br />He loves my heart, for once it was his own, <br />I cherish his, because in me it bides. <br />His heart his wound received from my sight, <br />My heart was wounded with his wounded heart; <br />For as from me on him his hurt did light, <br />So still methought in me his hurt did smart. <br />Both equal hurt, in his change sought our bliss; <br />My true love hath my heart and I have his.<br /><br />Sir Philip Sidney<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-from-arcadia/
