Sonnet by william shakspeare

 

   

Sonnet 130 :-

My 'mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun ;

Coral is far more red than her lips' red ;

If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun ;

If hairs be wires,black wires grow on her head .

I have seen roses damask'd,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.

sonnet by william shakspeare.