Hamlet

If the dull substance of my flesh were thought
 Injurious distance should not stop my way
 For then despite of space, I would be brought
 From limits far remote where thou dost stay
 Not so far, mine eye and heart are at a mortal war
 How to divide the conquest of your irresistible sight
 When you are here with your poetry.
 But ah! Thought kills me that I'm not thought
 To leap large lengths of miles when you are gone
 These are our sacrifices, roses have thorns and silver fountains mud
 But that, so much of earth and water wrought
 I must attend time's leisure with my moan
 Let me confess that we two... we must be twain!
 Rise with your stateliness, dream of us with open eye
 Like waves make towards the shore
 Our minutes hasten to their end
 Not so far, mine eye and heart are at a mortal war
 How to divide the conquest of your irresistible sight
 When you are here in your person.
 But ah! Thought kills me that I'm not thought
 To leap large lengths of miles when you are gone
 These are our sacrifices, roses have thorns and silver fountains mud
 But that, so much of earth and water wrought
 I must attend time's leisure with my moan
 These are our sacrifices...
 Mine are heavy tears, mine is the grief of having you
 So shall I compare you to a summer's day?
 No, you are more lovely and more temperate
 Within the distance my mind dives in yours
 Who will believe my verse in time to come
 If it were filled with your most high deserts, and with my love?
 So long as eyes can see
 So long live these lines, these give life to thee.