The poem begins in describing a woman, his mistress to be exact. And he seems to have a disdainful outlook of the woman?s beauty. On the other hand he may just be making fun of the infinite number of love poems being produced in the Shakespearian era. Many of which describes a woman with the beauty of a goddess (i.e. My mistress? eyes are like the sun and her lips as red as coral). He describes his mistress as one with eyes not like the sun, but perhaps still beautiful in their human form. Her lips not as bright red as coral is, but still some life pulses through them. Her breasts are compared to the snow not only because of their lack of sunlight, but because of the many poets who?s mistress