Sonnet #20
A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted 1
Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion; 2
A woman's gentle heart, but not acquainted 3
With shifting change, as is false women's fashion; 4
An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling, 5
Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth; 6
A man in hue, all 'hues' in his controlling, 7
Much steals men's eyes and women's souls amazeth. 8
And for a woman wert thou first created; 9
Till Nature, as she wrought thee, fell a-doting, 10
And by addition me of thee defeated, 11
By adding one thing to my purpose nothing. 12
But since she prick'd thee out for women's pleasure, 13
Mine be thy love and thy love's use their treasure. 14
Paraphrase:
Lines 1-2: You have a cute face like a woman.
Lines 3-4: You are kindhearted like a woman, but you do not have mood swings.
Lines 5-6: I can see your sincerity in your beautiful eyes.
Lines 7-8: It is hard not to look at a woman.
Lines 9-10: The creation of woman was an accident.
Lines 11-12: You have defeated me.
Lines 13-14: Nature decided that it is natural for a man and woman to be intimate, so I will love you but not have sex with you.
Although I love you, I will still sleep with women because it is natural.
Yeah, I totally missed the point
-R' Rutta
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