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 yours you will not part,
Why, then, shouldst thou have mine?
Yet now I think on’t, let it lie;
To find it were in vain;
For thou’st a thief in either eye
Would steal it back again.