Sonnet 46: Mine Eye And Heart Are At A Mortal War

Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war
How to divide the conquest of thy sight;
Mine eye my heart thy picture's sight would bar,
My heart mine eye the freedom of that right,
My heart doth plead that thou in him dost lie—
A closet never pierced with crystal eyes—
But the defendant doth that plea deny,
And says in him thy fair appearance lies.
To 'cide this title is impanellèd
A quest of thoughts, all tenants to the heart,
And by their verdict is determinèd
The clear eye's moiety, and the dear heart's part.
As thus, mine eye's due is thy outward part,
And my heart's right thy inward love of heart.

by William Shakespeare

Comments (3)

Quite an unexpectedly romantic and beautifully written piece of the poet! This poem lulled me into love with it!
A very nice portrait in words of a spirited gypsy...I really admire Aleister Crowley's works.i'm really glad i can read his poetry on Poemhunter....some of his books are very hard to find....
i had an album called the number, or maybe the nature of the beast..very rare..had crowley reciting this was say the least...and now i hear his voice as i read it...mmmmmm