Part 4: Poem

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My Mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun ~ 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
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.

 

Exercise:

Answer the following questions in pairs. Write your answers on a piece of paper and hand it in to your teacher.

1. What do you think this poem is about?

2a. Does this poem rhyme?

2b. No? continue to 3; Yes? Which words rhyme?

3. etc.