Smiling on Sunday evening

FINALLY  J  All six of my Fall grades are in, and I got straight A’s  J  Here’s sonnet 113:

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CXIII

  Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind;

  And that which governs me to go about

  Doth part his function and is partly blind,

  Seems seeing, but effectually is out;

  For it no form delivers to the heart

  Of bird, of flower, or shape which it doth latch:

  Of his quick objects hath the mind no part,

  Nor his own vision holds what it doth catch;

  For if it see the rud'st or gentlest sight,

  The most sweet favour or deformed'st creature,

  The mountain or the sea, the day or night:

  The crow, or dove, it shapes them to your feature.

    Incapable of more, replete with you,

    My most true mind thus maketh mine untrue.

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The first turns are the and in line 3 and the but in line 4, setting up the idea of oxymorons that runs through the whole poem.  Count the number of negative auxiliaries  J  and antonym pairs, including the superlatives in lines 9–10.  The main volta is very late:  It’s the thus in the final line, between the final pair most true and untrue, emphasizing the last oxymoron.  More tomorrow—