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Marguerite
SONNET NO. 93
So shall I live, sup posing 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
How like Eve's apple doth thy beauty grow,
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,
If thy sweet virtue answer not thy show.
Note the repetition of the following words, we find-thy looks thy looks, thy heart, thy heart, thy change, thy creation, thy face, thy thoughts, thy beauty, thy show, thy sweet virtue (see92) Here Bacon writes that supposing (believing) that she is true, he may live like a deceived husband, that her may still seem lovely although her heart is another's. That he cannot know that there has been change because her eyes do not show it-although in other people their looks would show if there had been any change, but that heaven had decreed that her face should look sweet although her heart and thoughts had changed, and that she still looked beautiful even if her virtue does not agree with her show (appearance).
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