My Dear Mistress Has a Heart

My dear mistress has a heart
Soft as those kind looks she gave me
When with love's resistless art
And her eyes, she did enslave me
But her constancy's so weak
She's so wild and apt to wander
That my jealous heart would break
Should we live one day asunder

Melting joys about her move
Killing pleasures, wounding blisses
She can dress her eyes in love
And her lips can arm with kisses
Angels listen when she speaks
She's my delight, all mankind's wonder
But my jealous heart would break
Should we live one day asunder