Sunday, April 7, 2013

On the 8th Day of "NaPoWriMo"

You know those people who claim one of their favorite authors is Shakespeare? When you know them to be avid readers of James Patterson or say, People Magazine?

I really am a FOWS. (copyright 2013, Jenn)

Here is one of my favorite sonnets, he did write more than Romeo and Juliet folks:

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.

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