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