Sonnet 113

Constancy and the Muse

  1. 1 Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind;
  2. 2 And that which governs me to go about
  3. 3 Doth part his function and is partly blind,
  4. 4 Seems seeing, but effectually is out;
  5. 5 For it no form delivers to the heart
  6. 6 Of bird, of flower, or shape which it doth latch:
  7. 7 Of his quick objects hath the mind no part,
  8. 8 Nor his own vision holds what it doth catch;
  9. 9 For if it see the rud'st or gentlest sight,
  10. 10 The most sweet favour or deformed'st creature,
  11. 11 The mountain or the sea, the day or night:
  12. 12 The crow, or dove, it shapes them to your feature.
  13. 13 Incapable of more, replete with you,
  14. 14 My most true mind thus maketh mine untrue.