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Shakespear's sonnet № 130 ...

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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

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