Dec 06, 2004 20:05
Sonnet 130 Written by: Shakespeare
Type: Shakespearean sonnet
Speaker:Man
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun,
Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
If snow be white, why then her breast are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wries grown on her head.
I have seen roses damasked, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground
And yet, by heaven, i think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.
Negative connotation:
wires, dun, no such roses, reeks, treads
Ultimately:
He's being realistic, other men are idiots for comparing their mistresses to such things they have NO comparisons to. These men falsely compare their mistresses to such things in nature. He says despite the fact that she's not THE most beautiful woman, she's HIS woman, and he loves her.