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My lover’s eyes are dark unlike the sunHer lips are a weak color of redUnlike the beautiful white snow her breasts are grayish brownHer hair is like wiresThere is no color on her face like red rosesHer breath smells more like a hippo’s bottom than perfumeAlthough I love to listen to her I know music is much more pleasingUnlike a goddess that floats, my lover treads on the ground and drags her feet.And although she lacks beautyShe is better than any girl I know

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 delightThan in the breath that from my mistress reeks.I love to hear her speak, yet well I knowThat 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.

Sonnet 130 William Shakespeare

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