Sonnet 148
O me! what eyes hath Love put in my
head
«William Shakespeare»
O me! what eyes hath love put in my head,
Which have no
correspondence with true sight,
Or if they have,
where is my judgment fled,
That censures falsely
what they see aright?
If that be fair
whereon my false eyes dote,
What means the world
to say it is not so?
If it be not, then
love doth well denote,
Love's eye is not so
true as all men's: no,
How can it? O how can
love's eye be true,
That is so vexed with
watching and with tears?
No marvel then though
I mistake my view,
The sun it self sees
not, till heaven clears.
O cunning love, with
tears thou keep'st me blind,
Lest eyes well-seeing
thy foul faults should find.
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