William Shakespeare’s Sonnet 130, “My mistress' eyes are
nothing like the sun” is thematically an anti-Petrarchan
sonnet, that satirizes
the conventions of the traditional Italian sonnet by inverting the similes normally used within
the Petrarchan conventions.
Its subject is the beauties of his mistress, but unlike
the Italianate poets who would say her lips are like coral and her breasts like
snow, uses a sort of via negativa, saying that such comparisons would be false, in order to evoke in the reader’s mind
the real beauties of an actual woman. The final couplet makes obvious that he
really is praising rather than denigrating his mistress.
And yet, by heaven, I
think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.
As any she belied with false compare.
Reality:
According to the poem, Shakespeare’s love didn’t take a turn for the worse even
after finding her fiancé’s shortcomings, i.e. indeed pure love. ♡ ♡ ♡
He can just tell his mistress, plainly and simply, that he loves her for who she is, i.e. his love is truer, because he can see her shortcomings and still love her.
He can just tell his mistress, plainly and simply, that he loves her for who she is, i.e. his love is truer, because he can see her shortcomings and still love her.
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This was just
meant to be
You are coming back to me
'Cause this is pure love
'Cause this is pure love
I know you are more afraid
Then I'll say I will wait
'Cause, this is pure love
'Cause, this is pure love
You are coming back to me
'Cause this is pure love
'Cause this is pure love
I know you are more afraid
Then I'll say I will wait
'Cause, this is pure love
'Cause, this is pure love
“Your story may not have such a happy beginning,
but that doesn't make you who you are.
It is the rest of your story.
Who you choose to be.”
—Nadun
Flower
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