#TheUnrequitedLove
Dear love, for nothing less than thee
Would I have broken this happy dream;
It was a theme
For reason, much too strong for fantasy,
Therefore thou wake's me wisely; yet
My dream thou brokest not, but continued it.
Thou art so true that thoughts of thee suffice
To make dreams truths and fables histories;
Enter these arms, for since thou thought it best,
Not to dream all my dream, let’s act the rest. As lightning, or a taper’s light,
Thine eyes, and not thy noise wak’d...