Welcome to this new episode in my spoken word-projects. This one is read by Alan Rickman who reads Shakespeares Sonnet 130.
Enjoy!

Music: Koert Jester (2020)
(c) Spoken Word Records

Sonnet 130 - by 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.

Releasedatum:
21 juli 2020

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