THIS MIGHT CHEER YOU UP
ASK nothing more of me , Sweet ;
All I can give you I give.
Heart of my heart , were it more
More would be laid at your feet ;
Love that should help you to live ,
Song that should you spur to soar .
All things wre nothing to give ,
Once to have sence of you more
Touch you and taste of you sweet ,
Think you and breathe you and live ,
Swept of your wings as they soar ,
Trodden by chance of your feet .
I that have love and no more
Give you but love of you , sweet :
He that hath more , let him give ;
He that hath wings , let him soar ;
Mine is the heart at your feet
Here , that must love you to live .