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<HTML><HEAD><TITLE>Sonnet CXIII</TITLE></HEAD>
<BODY><H1>Sonnet CXIII</H1>
<BLOCKQUOTE>Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind;<BR>
And that which governs me to go about<BR>
Doth part his function and is partly blind,<BR>
Seems seeing, but effectually is out;<BR>
For it no form delivers to the heart<BR>
Of bird of flower, or shape, which it doth latch:<BR>
Of his quick objects hath the mind no part,<BR>
Nor his own vision holds what it doth catch:<BR>
For if it see the rudest or gentlest sight,<BR>
The most sweet favour or deformed'st creature,<BR>
The mountain or the sea, the day or night,<BR>
The crow or dove, it shapes them to your feature:<BR>
Incapable of more, replete with you,<BR>
My most true mind thus makes mine eye untrue.<BR>
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