CXIII. Since I left you mine eye is in my mind, For it no form delivers to the heart Of bird, of flower, or shape, which it doth latch: The most sweet favour or deformed'ft creature, The crow or dove, it shapes them to your feature : My most true mind thus maketh mine untrue. CXIV. Or whether doth my mind, being crown'd with you, As fast as objects to his beams affemble? And my great mind most kingly drinks it up: And to his palate doth prepare the cup: If it be poison'd, 'tis the lesser fin That mine eye loves it and doth first begin. CXV. Thofe lines that I before have writ do lie, Even those that faid I could not love you dearer : Yet then my judgement knew no reason why Creep in 'twixt vows, and change decrees of kings, Love is a babe; then might I not say so, To give full growth to that which still doth grow? ! CXVI. Let me not to the marriage of true minds Or bends with the remover to remove : O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempefts and is never shaken; It is the ftar to every wandering bark, [taken. Whole worth's unknown, although his height be Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Wtihin his bending fickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. I never writ, nor no man ever loved. CXVII. Accufe me thus: that I have scanted all Whereto all bonds do tie me day by day; That I have frequent been with unknown minds, Which should transport me farthest from your fight. Bring me within the level of your frown, But shoot not at me in your waken'd hate; Since my appeal says I did not strive to prove |