Lo! A Sonnet!

Simply so as none can accuse me of being a philistine, I thought I’d grace the pages of this blog with a Shakespearian love sonnet:


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.

There! Didn’t expect that now, did you now! 🙂


3 Responses to “Lo! A Sonnet!”

  1. Rationalist Says:


    I love you too!

  2. Jake the Muss Says:

    Yeah I liked that sonnet back in Grade 9 as well…

  3. Caitlin Says:

    You have found love in D.C.!

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