STABcast Episode 115: 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, Sonnet 130 


 


First, love the poetry, as Ben posted this on Valentine's Day.
Clearly, he is filled with love. Second, come on down for a great
episode of the STABcast. We are having a ton of fun this week
talking battle reports and Asajji Ventress! The glare she gives
Obi-Wan, the shameless flirting Obi-Wan returns. It is all here
as we talk Star Wars Legion!