Sonnet 20
Praise and Beauty
- 1 A woman's face with nature's own hand painted,
- 2 Hast thou, the master mistress of my passion;
- 3 A woman's gentle heart, but not acquainted
- 4 With shifting change, as is false women's fashion:
- 5 An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling,
- 6 Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth;
- 7 A man in hue all 'hues' in his controlling,
- 8 Which steals men's eyes and women's souls amazeth.
- 9 And for a woman wert thou first created;
- 10 Till Nature, as she wrought thee, fell a-doting,
- 11 And by addition me of thee defeated,
- 12 By adding one thing to my purpose nothing.
- 13 But since she prick'd thee out for women's pleasure,
- 14 Mine be thy love and thy love's use their treasure.