William Shakespeare "Sonnet 24 Mine eye hath played the painter" letra

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Sonnet 24 Mine eye hath played the painter

Mine eye hath play'd the painter and hath stell'dThy beauty's form in table of my heart;My body is the frame wherein 'tis held,And perspective it is the painter's art.For through the painter must you see his skill,To find where your true image pictured lies;Which in my bosom's shop is hanging still,That hath his windows glazed with thine eyes.Now see what good turns eyes for eyes have done:Mine eyes have drawn thy shape, and thine for meAre windows to my breast, where-through the sunDelights to peep, to gaze therein on thee;Yet eyes this cunning want to grace their art;They draw but what they see, know not the heart.

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