Volta project, weekend edition

Saturday  J  no matter how dark!  Sonnet 57:

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LVII

  Being your slave what should I do but tend,

  Upon the hours, and times of your desire?

  I have no precious time at all to spend;

  Nor services to do, till you require.

  Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour,

  Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you,

  Nor think the bitterness of absence sour,

  When you have bid your servant once adieu;

  Nor dare I question with my jealous thought

  Where you may be, or your affairs suppose,

  But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought

  Save, where you are, how happy you make those.

    So true a fool is love, that in your will,

    Though you do anything, he thinks no ill.

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The volta’s the but at the beginning of line 11.  The turn starts at the but at the beginning of line 11, continues with the save at the beginning of line 12, then with the so at the beginning of line 13, and then with the though at the beginning of line 14—an elaborate structure!  J—and is ornamented with the pattern of prepositional phrases that’s established in lines 11 and 12 and varied in lines 13 and 14, and is finally closed/clinched/completed in the last four words of the poem  J  More sometime tomorrow—