Yes it's morning

Weekend morning again  -__-  Sonnet 41:

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  Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits,

  When I am sometime absent from thy heart,

  Thy beauty, and thy years full well befits,

  For still temptation follows where thou art.

  Gentle thou art, and therefore to be won,

  Beauteous thou art, therefore to be assail'd;

  And when a woman woos, what woman's son

  Will sourly leave her till he have prevail'd?

  Ay me! but yet thou mightst my seat forbear,

  And chide thy beauty and thy straying youth,

  Who lead thee in their riot even there

  Where thou art forced to break a twofold truth:--

    Hers by thy beauty tempting her to thee,

    Thine by thy beauty being false to me.

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I think my perception of what’s beautiful in a poem and what’s not varies wildly from day to day.  That said, on this day I find this poem to be a thing of amazing beauty  J  Especially the parallel construction of the closing couplet!  I know how difficult it is to write in parallel without sounding trite and/or banal, and it’s a moment of epiphany to see it done right  J  The but yet in line 9 is a typical turn marker, but, just because of how striking the closing couplet is, I’m more attracted to the colon and dash at the end of line 12, maybe even to the plain old comma at the end of line 13.  Also:  I know the clock tocks between 3 and 4 in the afternoon as I write this, but this is morning by my biological clock  J  so yes, I’ll post one more sonnet this afternoon/evening  J