Realistic Love vs. Idealized Beauty Shakespeare takes aim at the exaggerated praise common in love poetry of his time. Instead of calling his mistress a goddess or comparing her to impossible natural wonders, he deliberately states what she is not: “If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.” Rather than insulting her, he’s saying: “I don’t need to lie to prove my love.” By the end of the sonnet, the twist reveals everything: “And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare / As any she belied with false compare.” So, the poem’s heart is: True love doesn’t require flattery — it lives in truth.
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