Saturday, 5 February 2011

In faith, I do not love thee with my eyes.

My weekend has been blissful. I spent Saturday revelling in my lack of things to do and enjoying not having to account for and bill every second of my time at work.

Had lunch, did a bit of reading, lounged around the house,  read some more and watched some Tennessee Williams- heaven.

Sonnet 141

In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes,
For they in thee a thousand errors note;
But 'tis my heart that loves what they despise,
Who in despite of view is pleased to dote;
Nor are mine ears with thy tongue's tune delighted,
Nor tender feeling, to base touches prone,
Nor taste, nor smell, desire to be invited
To any sensual feast with thee alone:
But my five wits nor my five senses can
Dissuade one foolish heart from serving thee,
Who leaves unsway'd the likeness of a man,
Thy proud hearts slave and vassal wretch to be:
Only my plague thus far I count my gain,
That she that makes me sin awards me pain.

William Shakespere

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