Text 1
My mistress' eyes

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.
William Shakespeare

Answer the following questions according to Text 1.

Mark (T) for true or (F) for false, according to the text.

( ) There are no roses in her cheeks.
( ) She speaks like music.
( ) There is no love she believes.
( ) The sun can be compared to her eyes.
( ) He doesn’t love her. Mark the correct sequence.

Mark the correct sequence.