Kakistocrat

February 14, 2008

Valentines…

Filed under: Politics

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 demask’d, red and white,

But no such roses see I in her cheeks;

And in some perfuumes 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.

(William Shakespeare, Sonnet 130)

Thoughts?

K.

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  1. That’s always been my favorite Shakespeare sonnet…

    Comment by Sharla — February 14, 2008 @ 9:30 pm

  2. No matter what the sentiment behind the words, I can’t say I’d much appreciate having that written about me.:)

    Comment by Colleen — February 15, 2008 @ 3:10 am

  3. KELLY!

    Comment by Stephanie — February 15, 2008 @ 4:37 pm

  4. What?

    It’s a lovely poem.

    Comment by K. — February 15, 2008 @ 6:25 pm

  5. Thats an absolutely awful bit of writing! She reeks, has an awful voice, and as for the rest, well, I can’t think why he endures her! Kate

    Comment by Kate — February 15, 2008 @ 7:02 pm

  6. yepp….lovely…you sure are a real charmer kelly wilson!

    Comment by Stephanie — February 17, 2008 @ 5:43 pm

  7. Look, it’s not my poem! I was justing placing it on display here, to show—um—-oh, got it, what not to do.

    And just to clarify another comment. He’s not exactly saying she reeks, or sounds horrible. He rather saying that compared to music and perfume, her voice his unpleasant and her odour quite umimpressive. That’s all. :)

    K.

    Comment by K. — February 17, 2008 @ 6:28 pm

  8. He sees her for what she is. Her inner beauty. True love sees past any outward blemishes.

    Comment by Anonymous — February 18, 2008 @ 1:53 pm

  9. yah. ok, sure. my only point: i think most women would prefer an obvious poem that obviously compliments and lavishes her…not something that is buried beneath seeming insults! hah.

    Comment by Stephanie — February 18, 2008 @ 2:59 pm

  10. Lets be honest! If someone wrote that about me, he’d be out the door!!!!!! IT IS AWFUL.

    Comment by Kate — February 18, 2008 @ 5:36 pm

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