William Shakespeare (1564-1616) : "Sonnet XLVII"

Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took,

And each doth good turns now unto the other:

When that mine eye is famish'd for a look,

Or heart in love with sighs himself doth smother,

With my love's picture then my eye doth feast

And to the painted banquet bids my heart;

Another time mine eye is my heart's guest

And in his thoughts of love doth share a part:

So, either by thy picture or my love,

Thy self away, are present still with me:

For thou not farther than my thoughts canst move,

And I am still with them, and they with thee;

      Or, if they sleep, thy picture in my sight
      
      Awakes my heart to heart's and eye's delight.


From "Sonnets"
Shakespeare's Sonnets



Dedicated to my grandfather Mariano.