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 blessed 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-best-see/
