{"id":331,"date":"2010-04-08T17:04:46","date_gmt":"2010-04-08T17:04:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/?p=331"},"modified":"2010-04-08T17:04:46","modified_gmt":"2010-04-08T17:04:46","slug":"my-mistress-eyes-are-nothing-like-the-sun-by-william-shakespeare","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/my-mistress-eyes-are-nothing-like-the-sun-by-william-shakespeare\/","title":{"rendered":"My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun by William Shakespeare"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>William Shakespeare (1564-1616)<\/p>\n

My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun by William Shakespeare
\n(Sonnet 130)<\/p>\n

My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
\nCoral is far more red than her lips’ red;
\nIf snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
\nIf hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
\nI have seen roses damasked, red and white,
\nBut no such roses see I in her cheeks;
\nAnd in some perfumes is there more delight
\nThan in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
\nI love to hear her speak, yet well I know
\nThat music hath a far more pleasing sound;
\nI grant I never saw a goddess go;
\nMy mistress when she walks treads on the ground.
\nAnd yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
\nAs any she belied with false compare.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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