Hubert Parry — My true love hath my heart

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