Love like a shadow flies when substance love pursues;Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues.
Each substance of a grief hath twenty shadows
Swift as shadow, short as any dream
No, no, I am but shadow of myself: You are deceived, my substance is not here;
Each substance of a grief has twenty shadows.
And it is very much lamented,... That you have no such mirrors as will turn Your hidden worthiness into your eye That you might see your shadow.
I'll go find a shadow, and sigh till he come" (Phebe)
A dream itself is but a shadow.
Some there be that shadows kiss; Such have but a shadow's bliss.
Love like a shadow flies when substance love pursues Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues.
Love thrives not in the heart that shadows dreadeth
By the apostle Paul, shadows tonight Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers.
My grief lies all within, And these external manners of lament Are merely shadows to the unseen grief That swells with silence in the tortured soul