Sonnet 75: So Are You To My Thoughts As Food To Life

So are you to my thoughts as food to life,
Or as sweet-seasoned showers are to the ground;
And for the peace of you I hold such strife
As 'twixt a miser and his wealth is found.
Now proud as an enjoyer, and anon
Doubting the filching age will steal his treasure;
Now counting best to be with you alone,
Then bettered that the world may see my pleasure;
Sometimes all full with feasting on your sight,
And by and by clean starvèd for a look;
Possessing or pursuing no delight
Save what is had, or must from you be took.
Thus do I pine and surfeit day by day,
Or gluttoning on all, or all away.

by William Shakespeare

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I love this poem. This poem is so amazing. I could read this all day long, every day.
in ITALIAN: Tu sei per i miei pensieri come il cibo per la vita, o come per la terra le dolci piogge di primavera, e per amor tuo sostengo una lotta come l'avaro con le sue ricchezze: Ora orgoglioso possessore, e quindi affranto che i tempi ladri gli rubino il suo tesoro; ora contando solo di stare con te, e ora preferendo che anche altri partecipino delle mie conquiste; Qualche volta deliziato della tu vista, e poco dopo affamato di un tuo sguardo; non possedendo ne cercando altra gioia che quella che tu dai o che da te io spero. E cosi', giorno dopo giorno, languisco e sono sazio, di tutto disponendo, e tutto desiderando.
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Ah Will, of love it is you surely here do write A feast on beauty, through thy pleasured sight Thy gaze to feed a starve'd mind As food to life compared, yet still you pine.