assenza

BEING your slave, what should I do but tend  

Upon the hours and times of your desire?  

I have no precious time at all to spend  

Nor services to do, till you require:  

  

Nor dare I chide the world-without-end-hour          

Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you,  

Nor think the bitterness of absence sour  

When you have bid your servant once adieu:  

  

Nor dare I question with my jealous thought  

Where you may be, or your affairs suppose,   

But like a sad slave, stay and think of nought  

Save, where you are, how happy you make those;—  

  

So true a fool is Love, that in your will  

Though you do anything, he thinks no ill.

(Absence- William Shakespeare)

Assenza, ca orasul din nordul Italiei, de la lacul Garda, la care am fost cu m., acum doua veri.