"And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare."
This poem by William Shakespeare is quite different from other love poems because it does not exaggerate the qualities of the woman. Instead, the speaker shares the reality of his mistress' physical attributes. The tone of the first twelve lines seem a bit patronizing towards the mistress. Instead of lying to his mistress about how she looks, the speaker is very straightfoward and does not make unrealistic comparisons. Then in the last two lines, the tone shifts to respect of thier love. The speaker's love for his mistress is greater than the love of any woman who had been lied to with false comparisons of their beauty.
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