Half dead :(

In previous semesters, Wednesdays have been mini weekends for me.  This semester, Wednesday somehow managed to become worse that MTThF  :(  We’ll see what happens in Spring.  But here’s sonnet 47, which I’m reading on this Wednesday:

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XLVII

  Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took,

  And each doth good turns now unto the other:

  When that mine eye is famish'd for a look,

  Or heart in love with sighs himself doth smother,

  With my love's picture then my eye doth feast,

  And to the painted banquet bids my heart;

  Another time mine eye is my heart's guest,

  And in his thoughts of love doth share a part:

  So, either by thy picture or my love,

  Thy self away, art present still with me;

  For thou not farther than my thoughts canst move,

  And I am still with them, and they with thee;

    Or, if they sleep, thy picture in my sight

    Awakes my heart, to heart's and eye's delight.

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Hmm.  I’ll call two voltas in this one  :)  The so at the beginning of the third quatrain is one, and the or at the beginning of the closing couplet is the other.

But seriously:  The week’s only half over, and is turning out to be a lot worse than I had feared  :(  Another sonnet tomorrow—