Sonnet 113: Since I Left You, Mine Eye Is In My Mind Poem by William Shakespeare
Sonnet 113: Since I Left You, Mine Eye Is In My Mind
Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind,
And that which governs me to go about
Doth part his function, and is partly blind,
Seems seeing, but effectually is out;
For it no form delivers to the heart
Of bird, of flower, or shape which it doth latch;
Of his quick objects hath the mind no part,
Nor his own vision holds what it doth catch;
For if it see the rud'st or gentlest sight,
The most sweet-favour or deformed'st creature,
The mountain or the sea, the day or night,
The crow or dove, it shapes them to your feature.
Incapable of more, replete with you,
My most true mind thus maketh mine untrue.
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4/17/2024 11:38:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Although this sonnet seems to be an echo of earlier sonnets (24,43,46,47) which deal with the eye/heart relationship, it effectively continues from the previous one and explores the theme of the totality with which the poet's soul has been invaded by the images and the presence of the beloved youth. To such an extent is he infected that the things his eye sees are no longer recorded as such, but are transmuted into the lovely features of the youth, whether they be seas, mountains, day, night, crows or doves. shakespeares-sonnets.com/