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Sonnet CXLI
In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes,
For they in thee a thousand errors note;
But ’tis my heart that loves what they despise,
Who in despite of view is pleased to dote.
Nor are mine ears with thy tongue’s tune delighted;
Nor tender feeling, to base touches prone,
Nor taste, nor smell, desire to be invited
To any sensual feast with thee alone:
But my five wits, nor my five senses can
Dissuade one foolish heart from serving thee,
Who leaves unsway’d the likeness of a man,
Thy proud heart’s slave and vassal wretch to be:
Only my plague thus far I count my gain,
That she that makes me sin, awards me pain.
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In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes, for they in thee a thousand errors note, but ’tis my heart that loves what they dispise, who in despite of view is pleased to dote.
Pfirsichbaeumchen দ্বারা যোগ করা হয়েছে, ৩ এপ্রিল, ২০১৩
In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes, for they in thee a thousand errors note, but ’tis my heart that loves what they despise, who in despite of view is pleased to dote.
Cangarejo দ্বারা সম্পাদিত, ১৩ জানুয়ারী, ২০২৪
