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

O me, eyes hath Love put in my head,
Which have no correspondence with sight!
Or, if they have, where is my fled,
That censures falsely what they see
If that be fair whereon my false dote,
What means the to say it is not so?
If it be not, then doth 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 watching and with
No then, though I mistake my view;
The sun sees not till heaven clears.
O cunning Love! tears thou keep'st me blind,
Lest eyes well-seeing thy foul should find.