English Poetry I: From Chaucer to Gray.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14. |
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| 137. One Hundred and Forty-eighth Sonnet |
| | | William Shakespeare (1564–1616) |
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| 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, | 5 |
| 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 vex’d with watching and with tears? | 10 |
| No marvel then though I mistake my view: | |
| The sun itself 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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