Blue Dreams revisited

yama-bato:

Anatoly Moshchelkov

Shakespeare. Sonnet 46 

Paper, pointed pen, brush, ink, lettering, 44x59 cm, 2003

Sonnet 46

Original Text

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 empanellèd

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.

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