Sonnet CXIII by Shakespeare!!!

CXIII
Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind;
And that which governs me to go about
Doth part his function and is partly blind,
Seems seeing, but effectually is out;
For it no form delivers to the heart
Of bird, of flower, or shape which it doth latch:
Of his quick objects hath the mind no part,
Nor his own vision holds what it doth catch;
For if it see the rud'st or gentlest sight,
The most sweet favour or deformed'st creature,
The mountain or the sea, the day or night,
The crow, or dove, it shapes them to your feature.
Incapable of more, replete with you,
My most true mind thus maketh mine eye untrue.

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The sonnet CXIII written by Shakespeare is about a lover that was abandoned by his sweetheart and from that moment on his eyes are focused in his mind, so the eyes are governing his actions and are working only partly, because they are also blind. It seems the eyes are seeing perfectly, but they are not, so they do not deliver images of birds, of flowers or shape to his heart because they latch them all, so his mind has no idea about these quick objects that he has; nor his own sight can hold what it catches. Even if it sees the rudest or the gentlest sight, or if it sees the sweetest favour or the most deformed creature, mountains or seas, day or night, crows or doves it cannot actually see the differences, because the lover’s eyes shape everything to the feature of his sweetheart, once they are incapable of doing more, just because they are replete with her. The loved one is his most true mind thus that she made his eyes untrue.