Sonnet 75
Devouring Time
- 1 So are you to my thoughts as food to life,
- 2 Or as sweet-season'd showers are to the ground;
- 3 And for the peace of you I hold such strife
- 4 As 'twixt a miser and his wealth is found.
- 5 Now proud as an enjoyer, and anon
- 6 Doubting the filching age will steal his treasure;
- 7 Now counting best to be with you alone,
- 8 Then better'd that the world may see my pleasure:
- 9 Sometime all full with feasting on your sight,
- 10 And by and by clean starved for a look;
- 11 Possessing or pursuing no delight,
- 12 Save what is had, or must from you be took.
- 13 Thus do I pine and surfeit day by day,
- 14 Or gluttoning on all, or all away.