Honest Love

In My mistress' eyes by William Shakespeare, the speaker contrasts his description of his woman with the descriptions of women in other love poems. His woman's eyes are not like the sun. They do not shine with a radiant beauty. Her lips are a pale red, with coral having a redder hue. Her skin is darker than that of pure white snow. Her hair is black and not golden, what love poems seem to prefer. Her cheeks lack color and other smells please the speaker more than her breath. Her voice is not pretty or perfect and she is not a goddess. Yet, the speaker still loves her. He may be brutally honest, but he has a love for her that he believes to be rare and genuine : "I think my love as rare/As any she belied with false compare" (Shakespeare, 885).