SONNET NO. 137
Thou blind fool love what dost thou to mine eyes,
That they behold and see not what they see:
They know what beauty is, see where it lies,
Yet what the best is, take the worst to be:
If eyes corrupt by over-partial looks,
Be anchor'd in the bay where all men ride,
Why of eyes falsehood hast thou forged hooks,
Where to the judgement of my heart is tied?
Why should my heart think that a several plot,
Which my heart knows-the wide worlds commonplace?
Or mine eyes seeing this, say this is not
To put faire truth upon so foul a face
In things right true my heart and eyes have err'd
And to this false plague are they now transferr'd.
Note the repetition of certain words, we find-eyes, eyes,
eyes, mine eyes, mine eyes, my heart, my heart, my heart, my
Here Bacon asks-what has love done to his eyes to make
them see and not know what they see-that his eyes know and
see where beauty is but take the worst for the best. That if
eyes-corrupted by over partial (over-fondness) looks are anchored (chained) in " the bay where all men ride "-that is the mind. (Bacon wrote "the mind which rides at anchor").
That her false eyes have forged (made falsely) hooks (fastenings) whereby his judgement is tied. Why should his heart think that that was a several (private) plot (small piece of ground) when his heart knows it is the wide world's (common) (public) place (piece of ground)-Bacon asks if his eyes seeing this-he can say that is not putting fair truth upon so foul a face and that both his heart and his eyes have err'd (wandered away from) things that are true and that they have now been transferred to this false plague (fever).