From Sarah, With Joy

*Poet * Author * Wanderluster*

Thursday, April 10, 2014

I is for Iambic Pentameter

I'm just going to leave you with possibly my favorite iambic pentameter poem. Read by Alan Rickman. That's right.

Sonnet 130
William Shakespeare

My mistress' 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 damasked, 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.


  1. What a lovely blog post, nice to follow and connect through a to z Thanks for the link

  2. Alan Rickman can say anything with such richness and meaning. I love this, and I love the poem.

  3. Alan Rickman can read ANYTHING and make it sound wonderful, but this was excellent.

  4. What a lovely read--thanks for sharing :)

  5. This was beautiful, though I have to admit I would have listened if Alan Rickman were reading his grocery list.


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