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shakespeare-sonnets_130		shakespeare-sonnets_130			.txt	text/plain	132	14	101	CXXX. My mistress ' eyes are nothing like the sun; 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 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.	./cache/shakespeare-sonnets_130.txt	./txt/shakespeare-sonnets_130.txt