the marlowe society - sonnet 141 lyrics
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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 despise
who, in despite of view, is pleas’d to dote;
nor are mine ears with thy tongue’s tune delighted;
nor tender feeling, to base touches pr+ne
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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