To ask for all thy love, and thy whole heart 'twere madness, I do not sue, nor can admit fairest from you to have all, yet who gieth all hath nothing to impart, but sadness He that receiveth all, can have no more than seeing. My love by length of every hour, gathers new strength, new growth, new flow'r. You must have daily new rewards in store, still being. You cannot every day give me your heart for merit: Yet if you will, when yours doth go, you shall have still one to bestow: For you shall mine when yours doth hence depart inherit. Yet if you please, I'll find a better way. Than change them: For so alone Dearest we shall be one and one, another's all. Let us so join our hearts that nothing may estrange them.
- by John Donne (1572 - 1631) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
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