When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see, <br />For all the day they view things unrespected; <br />But when I sleep, in dreams they look on thee, <br />And darkly bright, are bright in dark directed. <br />Then thou, whose shadow shadows doth make bright, <br />How would thy shadow's form, form happy show <br />To the clear day with thy much clearer light, <br />When to unseeing eyes thy shade shines so! <br />How would, I say, mine eyes be blessèd made, <br />By looking on thee in the living day, <br />When in dead night thy fair imperfect shade <br />Through heavy sleep on sightless eyes doth stay! <br /> All days are nights to see till I see thee, <br /> And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me.<br /><br />William Shakespeare<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-43-when-most-i-wink-then-do-mine-eyes-bes/
