#150

Driving (in this weather!) to Ann Arbor to pick up my daughter.  Today’s sonnet:

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CL

  O! from what power hast thou this powerful might,

  With insufficiency my heart to sway?

  To make me give the lie to my true sight,

  And swear that brightness doth not grace the day?

  Whence hast thou this becoming of things ill,

  That in the very refuse of thy deeds

  There is such strength and warrantise of skill,

  That, in my mind, thy worst all best exceeds?

  Who taught thee how to make me love thee more,

  The more I hear and see just cause of hate?

  O! though I love what others do abhor,

  With others thou shouldst not abhor my state:

    If thy unworthiness rais'd love in me,

    More worthy I to be belov'd of thee.

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Antonym pairs again, which—again  J—work as turns, simply by being antonym pairs.  One in the first quatrain (lie/true), one in the second quatrain (worst/best), and one in lines 9–10 (love/hate).  Followed by the volta marker though in the next line, but I think the main volta would be the if in the Shakespearean position.