♡ Don’t get me wrong. I love me some Shakespeare. This is awesome, though.
“In his arms, my lady lay asleep, wrapped in a veil. He woke her then and trembling and obedient she ate that burning heart out of his hand. Weeping I saw him then depart from me.
“Could he daily feel a stab of hunger for her? Find nourishment in the very sight of her? I think so. But would she see through the bars of his plight, and ache for him?”
— Dante Alighieri, La Vita Nuova, First Sonnet.
(Everyone else is quoting Shakespeare today; I just figured I’d go in the other direction.)