 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...  The Works of William Shakespeare - Page 652by William Shakespeare - 1857Full view - About this book
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 268 pages
...roses, damask, red, and white ; But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes there is more delight, Than in the breath that from my mistress...on the ground: And yet, by heaven, I think my love is rare As any she, bely'd with false compare. Thou art tyrannous, so thou art, As those whose beauties... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 224 pages
...Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know, That musick hath a far more pleasing sound : I grant I never saw...yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she, bely'd with false compare. Thou art tyrannous, so thou art, As those whose beauties proudly make them... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 372 pages
...Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know, That musick hath a far more pleasing sound : I grant I never saw...yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she, bely'd with false compare. Thou art tyrannous, so thou art, As those whose beauties proudly make them... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 486 pages
...in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, — yet well I know That musick hath a far more pleasing sound; I grant I never saw...yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she, bely'd with false compare. CXXXI. Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art, As those whose beauties proudly... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 654 pages
...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...yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she bely'd with false compare. CXXXI. Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art, As those whose beauties proudly... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 638 pages
...the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak,— yet well I know That musickhath a far more pleasing sound ; I grant I never saw a...yet by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she bely'd with false compare. . • cxxxi. Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art, As those whose beauties... | |
 | 1835 - 428 pages
...lips' red : If snow be white, wby then her breasts are dun ; If hairs be wires, black wires grow ou her head. I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,...love as rare As any she belied with false compare.] All this, and more, he said of bad poets ; but of good ones he always spoke in terms of the highest... | |
 | 1835 - 428 pages
...If snow be white, why then her breasts are dim ; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. 1 have seen roses damask'd, red and white, But no such...yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belitd with false compare.] All this, and more, he said of bad poets ; but of good ones he always spoke... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 672 pages
...But no such roses see I in her cheeks ; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the hreath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak,...mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground : And yet, hy Heaven I think my love as rare As any she helied with false compare. Thou art as tyrannous, so as... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 532 pages
...in possession so ; Had, having, and in quest to have , extreme; A bliss in proof, — and prov'd , a very woe ; Before, a joy propos'd; behind, a dream....As any she belied with false compare. CXXXI. Thou artas tyrannous , so as thou art, As those whose beauties proudly make them cruel ; For well thou know'st... | |
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