Sonnet 24: Mine eye hath played the painter and hath stelled

Mine eye hath played the painter and hath stelledThy beauty's form in table of my heart;My body is the frame wherein 'tis held,And perspective it is best painter's art.For through the painter must you see his skillTo find where your true image pictured lies,Which in my bosom's shop is hanging still,That hath his windows glazèd with thine eyes.Now see what good turns eyes for eyes have done:Mine

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