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| Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war, | 1 |
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| How to divide the conquest of thy sight; |
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| Mine eye my heart thy picture's sight would bar, |
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| My heart mine eye the freedom of that right. |
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| My heart doth plead that thou in him dost lie,— | 5 |
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| A closet never pierc'd with crystal eyes— |
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| But the defendant doth that plea deny, |
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| And says in him thy fair appearance lies. |
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| To side this title is impannelled |
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| A quest of thoughts, all tenants to the heart; | 10 |
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| And by their verdict is determined |
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| The clear eye's moiety, and the dear heart's part: |
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 As thus; mine eye's due is thy outward part, |
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| And my heart's right, thy inward love of heart. |
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