Entering finals week :(

A final at 8 a.m. tomorrow  L  Today’s sonnet:

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XCIII

  So shall I live, supposing thou art true,

  Like a deceived husband; so love's face

  May still seem love to me, though alter'd new;

  Thy looks with me, thy heart in other place:

  For there can live no hatred in thine eye,

  Therefore in that I cannot know thy change.

  In many's looks, the false heart's history

  Is writ in moods, and frowns, and wrinkles strange.

  But heaven in thy creation did decree

  That in thy face sweet love should ever dwell;

  Whate'er thy thoughts, or thy heart's workings be,

  Thy looks should nothing thence, but sweetness tell.

    How like Eve's apple doth thy beauty grow,

    If thy sweet virtue answer not thy show!

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Another more complex sonnet, but straightforward as far as the volta is concerned:  It’s the how at the beginning of the closing couplet.  And the closing couplet’s a beautiful example of what non-falsifiable speech can do for you  J  More tomorrow—