something this foggy day, a something which /
is neither of this fog nor of today ...
(Christina Rossetti -
Wednesday, September 04, 2013
Shakespeare, 4th September
Things base and vile, holding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and dignity:
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;
And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind:
Nor hath love's mind of any judgment taste;
Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste;
And therefore is love said to be a child.