Sonnet 141: In faith I do not love thee with mine eyes

1In faith I do not love thee with mine eyes,

2For they in thee a thousand errors note;

3But 'tis my heart that loves what they despise,

4Who, in despite of view, is pleased to dote.

5Nor are mine ears with thy tongue's tune delighted;

6Nor tender feeling, to base touches prone,

7Nor taste, nor smell, desire to be invited

8To any sensual feast with thee alone:

9But my five wits nor my five senses can

10Dissuade one foolish heart from serving thee,

11Who leaves unsway'd the likeness of a man,

12Thy proud heart's slave and vassal wretch to be:

13 Only my plague thus far I count my gain,

14 That she that makes me sin awards me pain.