Does not
feel like a Monday J Morning sonnet:
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CXIV
Or whether doth my mind, being crown'd with
you,
Drink up the monarch's plague, this flattery?
Or whether shall I say, mine eye saith true,
And that your love taught it this alchemy,
To make of monsters and things indigest
Such cherubins as your sweet self resemble,
Creating every bad a perfect best,
As fast as objects to his beams assemble?
O! 'tis the first, 'tis flattery in my
seeing,
And my great mind most kingly drinks it up:
Mine eye well knows what with his gust is
'greeing,
And to his palate doth prepare the cup:
If it be poison'd, 'tis the lesser sin
That mine eye loves it and doth first
begin.
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The
sonnet starts with a common volta marker or,
which is repeated at the beginning of line 3 to introduce the red herring. The O!
in the Petrarchan position marks a return to the opening lines, and the if in the Shakespearean/Spenserian
position is another volta, moving to the point of the poem. I’d say the doth in the final line is a final volta as well. Another one in the afternoon!
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