1. My mistress's eyes are nothing like the sun;
2. Coral is far more red than her lip's red;
3. If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun,
4. If hair be wires, black wires grow on her head.
5. I have seen roses damasked, red and white,
6. But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
7. In some perfumes there is more delight
8. Than the breath that from my mistress reeks.
9. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know,
10. Music hath a far more pleasing sound;
11. I grant I never saw a goddess go;
12. My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground.
13. And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
14. As any she belied with false compare.

Sometimes it is hard
to find your own errors.
If you cannot, ask a
friend to listen to you
read and find them for
you.