Sonnet: 127

Sonnet: 127

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In the old age black was not counted fair,

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Or if it were, it bore not beauty's name;

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But now is black beauty's successive heir,

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And beauty slandered with a bastard shame.

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For since each hand hath put on nature's power,

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Fairing the foul with art's false borrowed face,

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Sweet beauty hath no name no holy bower,

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But is profaned, if not lives in disgrace.

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Therefore my mistress' eyes are raven black,

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Her eyes so suited, and they mourners seem,

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At such who, not born fair no beauty lack,

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Sland'ring creation with a false esteem.

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Yet so they mourn, becoming of their woe,

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That every tongue says beauty should look so.


Analysis

The poet said: hat was black was not considered good, even if black was good it will not named beauty. Black is the successive heir of beauty. In the fourth verse, he gave a metaphor; he considered beauty as some one who was obliged to leave the settle, as he is illegal. And in the fifth verse he said: through a common agreement beauty is white but by now beauty is dark. In the sixth, he said: making something good not of what is bad, that is beauty is sort of wearing masks, after that e said by now beauty has got no fame no consideration even no space. Then, he said that whiteness is by new made nothing important; to be dark (black) is considered as beauty. His mistress’s eyes are raven black, they are so attractive that they mourners seem. He said that who are not fair does not lack the beauty.