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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. My true-love hath my heart and I have his, His heart in me keeps
him and me in one;
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Love is, above all, the gift of oneself. - Jean Anouilh, When I am
sad and weary. When I think all hope has gone. Those have most power to hurt us that we love. - Francis Beaumont |
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