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27 de ene. de 2014 · Letra original. 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.
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. The poetic persona opens ‘Sonnet 130’ with a scathing remark about his beloved’s eyes.
By William Shakespeare. 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 damasked, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight.
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; My mistress's eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips' red; Coral is far more red than her lips; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If snow is white, then her breasts are a brownish gray; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
Summary: Sonnet 130. This sonnet compares the speaker’s lover to a number of other beauties—and never in the lover’s favor. Her eyes are “nothing like the sun,” her lips are less red than coral; compared to white snow, her breasts are dun-colored, and her hairs are like black wires on her head.
MY Miſtres eyes are nothing like the Sunne, Currall is farre more red,then her lips red, If ſnow be white,why then her breſts are dun: If haires be wiers,black wiers grow on her head: I haue ſeene Roſes damaskt,red and white, But no ſuch Roſes ſee I in her cheekes, And in ſome perfumes is there more delight,
1 My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; 2 Coral is far more red than her lips' red; 3 If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; 4 If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. 5 I have seen roses damasked, red and white, 6 But no such roses see I in her cheeks; 7 And in some perfumes is there more delight
