
letra de sonnet 113 - kathleen turner
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since i left you, mine eye is in my mind;
and that which governs me to go about
doth part his function and is partly blind
seems seeing, but effectually is out;
for it no form delivers to the heart
of bird, of flower, or shape which it doth latch:
of his quick objects hath the mind no part
nor his own vision holds what it doth catch;
for if it see the rud’st or gentlest sight
the most sweet favour or deformed’st creature
the mountain or the sea, the day or night
the crow, or dove, it shapes them to your feature
incapable of more, replete with you
my most true mind thus maketh mine eye untrue
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