Shakespeare’s Dark Lady Sonnets, Number 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 invitedTo any … Continue reading Shakespeare’s Dark Lady Sonnets, Number 141