BID me to live, and I will live <br /> Thy Protestant to be; <br />Or bid me love, and I will give <br /> A loving heart to thee. <br /> <br />A heart as soft, a heart as kind, <br /> A heart as sound and free <br />As in the whole world thou canst find, <br /> That heart I'll give to thee. <br /> <br />Bid that heart stay, and it will stay <br /> To honour thy decree: <br />Or bid it languish quite away, <br /> And 't shall do so for thee. <br /> <br />Bid me to weep, and I will weep <br /> While I have eyes to see: <br />And, having none, yet will I keep <br /> A heart to weep for thee. <br /> <br />Bid me despair, and I'll despair <br /> Under that cypress-tree: <br />Or bid me die, and I will dare <br /> E'en death to die for thee. <br /> <br />Thou art my life, my love my heart, <br /> The very eyes of me: <br />And hast command of every part <br /> To live and die for thee.<br /><br />Robert Herrick<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-anthea-who-may-command-him-anything/
