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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.  The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes.  1917.
 
Song: ‘I prithee send me back my heart’
By Sir John Suckling (1609–1642)
 
I PRITHEE send me back my heart,
  Since I cannot have thine;
For if from thine thou wilt not part,
  Why then shouldst thou have mine?
 
Yet now I think on’t, let it lie:        5
  To find it were in vain,
For thou’st a thief in either eye
  Would steal it back again.
 
Why should two hearts in one breast lie,
  And yet not lodge together?        10
O love, where is thy sympathy,
  If thus our breasts thou sever?
 
But love is such a mystery,
  I cannot find it out;
For when I think I’m best resolved        15
  I then am most in doubt.
 
Then farewell care, and farewell woe,
  I will no longer pine;
For I’ll believe I have her heart,
  As much as she hath mine.        20
 
 
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