William Shakespeare. 1564–1616

Sonnet XLVII.

“Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took”

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,    5
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,  
Thyself away art present still with me;   10
For thou not further 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.