A Ditty
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.
