Love is a babe! :)

Here’s today’s second sonnet:

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CXV

  Those lines that I before have writ do lie,

  Even those that said I could not love you dearer:

  Yet then my judgment knew no reason why

  My most full flame should afterwards burn clearer.

  But reckoning Time, whose million'd accidents

  Creep in 'twixt vows, and change decrees of kings,

  Tan sacred beauty, blunt the sharp'st intents,

  Divert strong minds to the course of altering things;

  Alas! why fearing of Time's tyranny,

  Might I not then say, 'Now I love you best,'

  When I was certain o'er incertainty,

  Crowning the present, doubting of the rest?

    Love is a babe, then might I not say so,

    To give full growth to that which still doth grow?

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The but at the beginning of the second quatrain is a volta.  The Alas! in the Petrarchan position is another, and the final volta is the then in the penultimate line.  More tomorrow!