Eve’s Apple

Sonnets, [93]. “So shall I live, supposing thou are true,/ Like a deceived husband; so love’s face/ May still seem love to me, though alter’d new,/ They looks with me, thy heart in other place./ For there can live no hatred in thine eye,/ There in that I cannot know thy change./ In many’s looks the false heart’s history/ Is writ in moods and frowns and wrinkles strange,/ But heaven in thy creation did decree/ That in thy face sweet love should ever dwell;/ Whate’er thy thoughts or thy heart’s workings be,/ Thy looks should nothing thence but sweetness tell./ How like Eve’s apple doth thy beauty grow/ If thy sweet virtue answer not thy show!”

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