Shakespeare Sonnet # 130

My dear readers! I hope we are ready to read  Shakespear ! As you know , William Shakespeare is an English  poet and playwrite, widely regarded as the greatest writer in the English language and the world's pre-eminent dramatist. He is often called England's national poet and the "Bard of Avon".

Today I want we to read his sonnet # 130. Do you know why? Because it is my favorite one.

First of all,I recommend you to read it  and try to understand, then listen to a nice reciting of it, and finally, try to follow the actor, improving your pronounciation.

Good luck!

#130
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.