
Sonnet 130 Refocused
Sonnet 130 Refocused
By
William Shakespeare and
Refocuspublishing.com
Title: Sonnet 130
Author: William Shakespeare
Refocused: Keira Jackson
Refocused version published:
November 16, 2020
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My lovers’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than his lips' red;
If snow be white, why then his chest is dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on his head.
I have seen roses damasked, red and white,
But no such roses see I in his cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my lover reeks.
I love to hear him speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a deity go;
My lover, when he walks, treads on the ground.
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any he belied with false compare.
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Sonnet 130
Original
My lovers’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than his lips' red;
If snow be white, why then his chest is dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on his head.
I have seen roses damasked, red and white,
But no such roses see I in his cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my lover reeks.
I love to hear him speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a deity go;
My lover, when he walks, treads on the ground.
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any he belied with false compare.