John Donne - Witchcraft By A Picture lyrics

I fix mine eye on thine, and there Pity my picture burning in thine eye; My picture drowned in a transparent tear, When I look lower I espy. Hadst thou the wicked sk** By pictures made and mard, to k**, How many ways mightst thou perform thy will? But now I have drunk thy sweet salt tears, And though thou pour more I'll depart; My picture vanished, vanish fears That I can be endamaged by that art; Though thou retain of me One picture more, yet that will be, Being in thine own heart, from all malice free.