Shakespeare's Sonnets Navigator | Summary of Sonnet 127 in the Table of Contents | Notes for Sonnet 127 |
1 In the old age black was not counted fair, 2 Or if it were, it bore not beauty's name; 3 But now is black beauty's successive heir, 4 And beauty slander'd with a bastard shame: 5 For since each hand hath put on nature's power, 6 Fairing the foul with art's false borrow'd face, 7 Sweet beauty hath no name, no holy bower, 8 But is profaned, if not lives in disgrace. 9 Therefore my mistress' eyes are raven black, 10 Her eyes so suited, and they mourners seem 11 At such who, not born fair, no beauty lack, 12 Slandering creation with a false esteem: 13 Yet so they mourn, becoming of their woe, 14 That every tongue says beauty should look so. |
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