Shakespeare's Sonnet 130

You could have read this in true Early Modern English...like this...  :-0

Here is your poem for tomorrow's TPCASTT breakdown:

William Shakespeare

Sonnet 130



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 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.

Again, your responsibility is to complete, at least, the T, P, and C of the TPCASTT protocol.  That should give you enough time to transfer/complete your work (with your partner as well, if necessary).  We discusssed the "title" in class (what does the word 'sonnet' tell you?), and paraphrasing is easy...if you can get past the antiquated/inverted syntax.  What you need to focus on is the connotation; that will give you lots to discuss when you start talking about attitude and theme. 


Good luck; come ready to work tomorrow.