To Cynthia

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Bid me to live and I will live
Thy protestant to be;
Or bid me love and I will give
A loving heart to thee.

A heart as soft, a heart as kind
A heart as sound and free
As in the whole world thou canst find
That heart I'll give to thee.

Bid that my heart stay and it will stay,
To honor thy decree;
Or bid it languish quite away
And 't shall do so for thee.

Bid me to weep and I will weep
While I have eyes to see;
And having none, yet I will keep
A heart to weep for thee.

Bid me despair, and I'll despair
Under that cypress tree;
Or bid me die, and I will dare
E'en Death to die for thee.

Thou art my life, my love, my heart,
The very eyes of me,
And has command of every part
To live and die for thee.