So are you to my thoughts as food to life, or as sweet seasoned showers are to the ground.
William ShakespeareShe lov'd me for the dangers I had pass'd, And I lov'd her that she did pity them
William ShakespeareSo are you to my thoughts as food to life, or as sweet seasoned showers are to the ground.
William ShakespeareShe lov'd me for the dangers I had pass'd, And I lov'd her that she did pity them
William Shakespeare