Luyện nghe bài hát Vi. Sun Ascension A - (sonnet Cxlviii)

O me, what hath Love put in my head,
Which no correspondence with true sight!
Or, if they have, where is my fled,
That censures falsely they see aright?
If that be fair whereon my eyes dote,
means the world to say it is not so?
If it be not, then love well denote
eye is not so true as all men's 'No.'
How can it? O, how can eye be true,
That is so vex'd with and with tears?
No marvel then, though I mistake my
The sun sees not till heaven clears.
O cunning Love! tears thou keep'st me blind,
Lest eyes well-seeing thy faults should find.