Shakespearean Variation: Sonnet 53
What is your substance, whereof are you made,
that by magnetic force I to you tend?
With what subtle fluid cast you a shade
that I by my heart from your heart lend,
not by simulacrum or counterfeit,
but truly something that is wholly you?
As the wax by the signet ring is set,
my form by your form is informed a-new.
Nor does its shape fade by day or by year,
but forever something of you does show,
and a hundred years hence will still appear,
as in the soul appear the things we know.
-- Whatever the way, I take from you part
and carry forever you in my heart.
