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Sonnet 141

           ,        ,         ,           ,           ,
      In faith | I do | not love | thee with | mine^eyes,
            ,         ,        ,        ,        ,
      For they | in thee | a thou|sand er|rors note;
            ,         ,            ,            ,        ,
      But 'tis | my heart | that loves | what they | despise,
           ,       ,          ,          ,           ,
      Who in | despite | of view | is pleased | to dote.
           ,           ,        2       ,         ,       ,
      Nor are | mine^ears | with thy tongue's | tune de|lighted,
           ,       ,               ,    ,        ,
      Nor ten|der fee|ling, to / base touch|es prone,
            ,           ,         ,     ,   2    ,
      Nor taste,| nor smell,| desire | to be in|vited
         ,     ,    2    ,            ,       ,
      To a|ny sen|sual feast | with thee | alone:
                 ,    ,               ,   ,       ,
      But my / five wits | nor my / five sen|ses can
       .   T    T   T         ,           ,         ,
      Dissuade one foo|lish heart | from ser|ving thee,
             ,      T   T    .    T        ,      ,
      Who leaves | unswayed the like|ness of | a man,
            ,        T      T    .   T         ,         ,
      Thy proud | heart's slave and vas|sal wretch | to be:
       ,           ,           ,        ,          ,
      Only | my plague | thus^far | I count | my gain,
            ,           ,         ,       ,          ,
      That she | that makes | me sin | awards | me pain.

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