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My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun

 

             In this sonnet by William Shakespeare, he personifies that "beauty is in the eye of the beholder." Society has always placed great emphasis on the physical attributes of a person while ignoring the beauty that lies within. By today's standards, Eleanor Roosevelt may be seen as a plain and an unattractive woman. However, she was a beautiful woman by being instrumental in helping the underprivileged of all creeds, races, and nations during the early 1930's. .
             The flaws of the mistress are evident to the casual observer, when she is compared with the colors of various objects and being described as having "breasts that are dun, hair like black wires and breath that reeks. However, in his testament, Shakespeare looks past the imperfections of his mistress and is truly in love with her inner beauty. .
             We as humans are so quick to judge and question others. It is not uncommon to see a good-looking person matched up with unattractive mate, and yet ask ourselves "Why," when we should be asking ourselves "I wonder if I will ever have what they have." The real make up of a person is what they possess inside and what they have to offer others and that their physical features and flaws are merely irrelevant. .
             If people were to base their ability to fall in love with the physical attractiveness of another, most humans would walk through life like lovesick puppies and would live their lives as hapless romantics. Our lives would be enhanced tremendously if we are able to see beyond the outside appearances and appreciate the person for who they are and not what we think they are.
             Shakespeare's love for his mistress is rare and special despite her flaws. He realizes that her beauty is not apparent in her physical features and she may not be considered pleasing to the eye, but, her beauty radiates from within her very being and this allows him to love her even more.
            


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