John Donne
To ask for all thy love
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