288. Sonnet 130 My Mistress' Eyes by William Shakespeare
b"W Shakespeare read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\n http://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\n \\n Giving voice to the poetry of the past.\\n \\n ---------------------------------------------\\n \\n Sonnet 130 My Mistress' Eyes\\n by William Shakespeare \\n \\n My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; \\n Coral is far more red than her lips' red: \\n If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; \\n If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. \\n I have seen roses damask'd, red and white, \\n But no such roses see I in her cheeks; \\n And in some perfumes is there more delight \\n Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. \\n I love to hear her speak,--yet well I know \\n That music hath a far more pleasing sound; \\n I grant I never saw a goddess go, \\n My mistress when she walks, treads on the ground; \\n And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare \\n As any she belied with false compare. \\n \\n For hundreds more poetry readings, visit the Classic Poetry Aloud index.\\n \\n Reading \\xa9 Classic Poetry Aloud 2008"