Which line best supports an interpretation that the
poem is sincere and serious?
"If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head"
"But no such roses see I in her cheeks"
"That music hath a far more pleasing sound"
"And yet by heaven, I think my love as rare"
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 damask'd, 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.
- "Sonnet 130,"
William Shakespeare

And yet by heaven, I think my love as rare

Explanation:

In this sonnet Shakespeare tackles the various stereotypes of love and takes apart the appearance of his lover by saying terrible things about it. He mentions that her hair is like wires, and her breath reeks and she does not walk gracefully but tread.

He notices all her plain and simple dispositions and then notes that by heaven he thinks that his love for her is rare and true, so this statement shows his honesty.

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Explanation:

I answered it on Edg

glamis thou art, and cawdor; and shalt be what thou art promis'd; yet do i fear thy nature; it is too full o' the milk of human kindness to catch the nearest way: thou wouldst be great; art not without ambition; but without the illness should attend it. what thou wouldst highly, that wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false, and yet wouldst wrongly win: thou'dst have, great glamis, that which cries, "thus thou must do, if thou have it: and that which rather thou dost fear to do than wishest should be undone." hie thee hither, that i may pour my spirits in thine ear; and chastise with the valor of my tongue all that impedes thee from the golden round, which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem to have thee crown'd withal.  

he lacks ambition.  

he is hesitant.  

he lacks courage.  

he has moral scruples.

anne started to write her events in her journal everyday considering it someone would find it .