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On this day: February 17th
Random Poem of the Day
Sonnet 93
1So shall I live, supposing thou art true,
3May still seem love to me, though alter'd new:
4Thy looks with me, thy heart in other place.
5For there can live no hatred in thine eye,
6Therefore in that I cannot know thy change.
7In many's looks, the false heart's history
8Is writ in moods and frowns and wrinkles strange,
10That in thy face sweet love should ever dwell,
11What e'er thy thoughts, or thy heart's workings be,
12Thy looks should nothing thence, but sweetness tell.
Notes
2] so] so that. love's] loues Q. Back to Line
9] heav'n: heauen Q. Back to Line
13] Eve's apple: fruit of the forbidden tree of the knowledge of good and evil, the tasting of which was original sin. Back to Line
14] "if the beloved's 'sweet virtue', love, does not correspond to the love that his face invariably exhibits." Back to Line