National Poetry Month

Posted by on 4 January 2012 in category in Tudor Art - 0 0 Comments

April is National Poetry Month and TudorSource is celebrating some of Elizabethan England's brightest poetry stars.

Each week through April, Tudor Source will feature a different Elizabethan poet to honor the rich literary tradition that Elizabeth I celebrated, and that we still celebrate today. So here we go. 

Let's start with the bard himself. Who else? Leave it to Shakespeare to give us one of the most truthful, if least romantic, sonnets of all time. 


Sonnet 130

My mistriss' 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.


William Shakespeare

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