He loves her and thinks she's great. The poem is not about her. The poem is about love poets who "belie with false compare". Shakespeare is undermining all the clichés which these tacky love poets loved to use, all the extravagant exaggerations about the beloved's appearance. They would say that her eyes are like the sun, her lips like coral, her skin like snow, her breath like perfume and her voice like music. Is any of this true? Not a word of it, says Shakespeare. She is a real, live, flesh and blood woman, and he likes her like that.
Shakespearean sonnet #130: My mistress's eyes are nothing like the sun
Sonnet 130
ugly
His mistress. He considers her to be as outstanding as any woman whose beauty has been hyped with unrealistic comparisons.
Imperfect. Ugly
Shakespeare says: 'My mistress's eyes are nothing like the sun'
In Sonnet 130, the narrator expresses that his mistress' speech is not as melodious or flattering as traditional poetic descriptions would suggest. Instead, he appreciates her honesty and authenticity, valuing her realness over superficial flattery.
Shakespearean sonnet #130: My mistress's eyes are nothing like the sun
Sonnet 130
ugly
black wire
His mistress. He considers her to be as outstanding as any woman whose beauty has been hyped with unrealistic comparisons.
Imperfect. Ugly
The blush that accompanies a rose
A bad smell.
In sonnet 130, the speaker mentions that his mistress's cheeks are not as red as coral. He is highlighting the honesty in his love by comparing her to realistic, ordinary things rather than using exaggerated, flowery language.
The sun, her lips are not as red as coral, her breasts are not white as snow, and her hair is like black wires. Despite this, the narrator still finds his mistress rare and more valuable than these exaggerated comparisons.