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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.