Sonnet 130, Shakespeare
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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.
LIFE OF SHAKESPEARE>>
I have seen roses damasked, 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.
RE LEAR>>
Nulla del sole hanno gli occhi della mia bella,
Il rosso corallo è molto più rosso di quello delle sue labbra,
Se la neve è bianca, i suoi seni sono scuri,
Se i capelli sono crini, neri crini spessi crescono sul suo capo.
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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.
LIFE OF SHAKESPEARE>>
I have seen roses damasked, 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.
RE LEAR>>
Nulla del sole hanno gli occhi della mia bella,
Il rosso corallo è molto più rosso di quello delle sue labbra,
Se la neve è bianca, i suoi seni sono scuri,
Se i capelli sono crini, neri crini spessi crescono sul suo capo.
.