Sunday, November 9
Sonnet 148
William Shakespeare
O me! what eyes hath love put in my head,
Which have no correspondence with true sight!
Or, if they have, where is my judgment fled,
That censures falsely what they see aright?
If that be fair whereon my false eyes dote,
What means the world to say it is not so?
If it be not, then love doth well denote
Love's eye is not so true as all men's: no,
How can it? O how can love's eye be true,
That is so vexed with watching and with tears?
No marvel then, though I mistake my view;
The sun itself sees not till heaven clears.
O cunning love! With tears thou keep'st me blind,
Lest eyes well seeing thy foul faults should find.
love is like the wind... i cant see it, but i can feel it .....
my dear fren, love can be so beautiful and strong that if a person cant feel it, i can only say he is blind and heartless.
hmm, but i suppose that statement shouldnt be written in that way.
cos love can be seen through actions. though some ppl dont say i love u, they can show their love by the sacrifices they make for their loved ones.
in maths concept :
assume p : i cant see it
assume q : but i can feel it
i should negate p : ~p = i can see it
so conclusion : i can see it and i can feel it
and i love u so much... im sure others do too. be strong.
* hugs * hugs *
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