When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see, For all the day they view things unrespected; But when I sleep, in dreams they look on thee, And darkly bright are bright in dark directed. Then thou, whose shadow shadows doth make bright, How would thy shadow's form form happy show To the clear day with thy much clearer light, When to unseeing eyes thy shade shines so! How would, I say, mine eyes be blessed made By looking on thee in the living day, When in dead night thy fair imperfect shade Through heavy sleep on sightless eyes doth stay! All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me. William Shakespeare  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. No matter then although my foot did stand Upon the farthest earth removed from thee; For nimble thought can jump both sea and land As soon as think the place where he would be. But ah! thought kills me that I am not thought, To leap large lengths of miles when thou art gone, But that so much of earth and water wrought I must attend time's leisure with my moan, Receiving nought by elements so slow But heavy tears, badges of either's woe. William Shakespeare Where I'm BoundCan you hear it cross the valley Can you hear that mournful sound I'm riding rails of silver Going to where I'm bound High above the fields of clover On a lazy, hot July When I get to where I'm going I'll hold my head up high I will roll across these mountains I will take the last train out Riding rails of silver Going to where I'm bound Roses, dust and ashes Throw them where I lay And if by chance you see me There'll be no sorrow on my face For I will see the beauty I only wish that you could see I'll leave my body weakened I'll leave my soul to wander free, so free So if you should see a diamond Fall down from the sky It is just a teardrop From the corner of my eye As goodbye, as I fly To where I'm bound. (This is my favorite "Patty Loveless" song...and what are song's but poetry put to music.) Written by:Daryl Burgess and Tom Britt |