Finite Bees - (Sonnet XLIII)
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Finite Bees - (Sonnet XLIII)
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When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see
For all the day they view things unrespected
But when I sleep, in dreams they look on thee
And darkly bright are bright in dark directed
Then thou, whose shadow shadows doth make bright
How would thy shadow's form form happy show
To the clear day with thy much clearer light
When to unseeing eyes thy shade shines so!
How would, I say, mine eyes be blessed made
By looking on thee in the living day
When in dead night thy fair imperfect shade
Through heavy sleep on sightless eyes doth stay!
All days are nights to see till I see thee
And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me
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