Act I, Scene 47

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• Shakespeare. Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took, 645
  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; 650
  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 resent still with me;
  For thou not farther than my thoughts canst move, 655
  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.