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2024-11-05 12:22:43
2024-11-05 12:22:43
Sonnet 024 - XXIV
Mine eye hath play'd the painter and hath steel'd,
Thy beauty's form in table of my heart;
My body is the frame wherein 'tis held,
And perspective it is best painter's art.
For through the painter must you see his skill,
To find where your true image pictur'd lies,
Which in my bosom's shop is hanging still,
That hath his windows glazed with thine eyes.
Now see what good turns eyes for eyes hav…
Series C, Episode 05 - The Harvest of Kairos
TARRANT: [To Dayna] Stay with him.
[Somewhere else on the Liberator]
https://blake.torpidity.net/m/305/276 B7B3