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Love Needs No RoseTinted Glasses
oO William Shakespeare
Oo
Only my plague thus far
But my five wits
In faith I do not love thee
with mine eyes
nor my five senses can
For they in thee
a thousand errors note
I count my gain
Dissuade one foolish heart
But 'tis my heart
that loves what they despise
from serving thee
Who in despite of view
is pleased to dote
Sonnet CXLI
That she that makes me sin
Who leaves unswayed
Nor are mine ears
with thy tongue's tune delighted
the likeness of a man
Nor tender feeling
to base touches prone
awards me pain
Thy proud heart's slave
Nor taste nor smell
desire to be invited
and vassal wretch to be
To any sensual feast
with thee alone
A Sonnet Of True Love
xxX William Shakespeare
Xxx
And yet by heaven
I love to hear her speak
My mistress' eyes
are nothing like the sun
yet well I know
Coral is far more red than
her lips red
I think my love as rare
That music hath
If snow be white why
then her breasts are dun
a far more pleasing sound
If hairs be wires
black wires grow on her head
xxX Sonnet No 130 Xxx
As any she belied
I grant I never
I have seen roses
damasked red and white
saw a goddess go
But no such roses
see I in her cheeks
with false compare
My mistress when she walks
And in some perfumes
is there more delight
treads on the ground
Than in the breath
that from my mistress reeks