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Ralph Waldo Emerson, comp. (1803–1882).  Parnassus: An Anthology of Poetry.  1880.
 
Common Sense
By William Shakespeare (1564–1616)
 
SECOND THOUGHT

MY mistress’s 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,        5
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;        10
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 belie’d with false compare.
 
 
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