Song from Arcadia
by Sir Philip Sidney
My true love hath my heart, and I have his,
By Just Exchange, one for the other given.
I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss,
There never was a better bargain driven.
His heart in me keeps me and him 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.
His heart his wound received from my sight,
My heart was wounded with his wounded heart;
For as from me on him his hurt did light,
So still methought in me his hurt did smart.
Both equal hurt, in his change sought our bliss;
My true love hath my heart and I have his.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Омар Хайям – Красой затмила ты Китая дочерей
- The Lake Isle poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Solitude poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Такахама Кёси – Мацумуси пищит
- Exposure by Wilfred Owen
- Владимир Орлов – Цветное молоко
- English Poetry. Thomas Moore. From “Irish Melodies”. 103. The Mountain Spite. Томас Мур.
- If It Is True What the Prophets Write by William Blake
- Федор Сологуб – Ландыши, ландыши, бедные цветы
- Николай Карамзин – Две песни
- Natural Theology by Rudyard Kipling
- Little Abigail and the Beautiful Pony by Shel Silverstein
- Николай Языков – Песня (Налей и мне, товарищ мой)
- Ghosts by Martina Reisz Newberry
- A Study Of Reading Habits by Philip Larkin
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Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
Sir Philip Sidney (1554-1586) was an English courtier, statesman, soldier, diplomat, writer, and patron of scholars and poets. He was a godson of Philip II of Spain. Sir Philip Sidney was considered the ideal gentleman of his day. He is also one of the most important poets of the Elizabethan Era.