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01-28-2009, 03:10 AM
Sonnet #127
CXXVII.br /br /In the old age black was not counted fair,br /Or if it were, it bore not beauty's name;br /But now is black beauty's successive heir,br /And beauty slander'd with a bastard shame:br /For since each hand hath put on nature's power,br /Fairing the foul with art's false borrow'd face,br /Sweet beauty hath no name, no holy bower,br /But is profaned, if not lives in disgrace.br /Therefore my mistress' brows are raven black,br /Her eyes so suited, and they mourners seembr /At such who, not born fair, no beauty lack,br /Slandering creation with a false esteem:br /Yet so they mourn, becoming of their woe,br /That every tongue says beauty should look so.
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CXXVII.br /br /In the old age black was not counted fair,br /Or if it were, it bore not beauty's name;br /But now is black beauty's successive heir,br /And beauty slander'd with a bastard shame:br /For since each hand hath put on nature's power,br /Fairing the foul with art's false borrow'd face,br /Sweet beauty hath no name, no holy bower,br /But is profaned, if not lives in disgrace.br /Therefore my mistress' brows are raven black,br /Her eyes so suited, and they mourners seembr /At such who, not born fair, no beauty lack,br /Slandering creation with a false esteem:br /Yet so they mourn, becoming of their woe,br /That every tongue says beauty should look so.
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