Sonnet 130 BK

In sonnet 130, Shakespeare pokes fun at all the poets (including himself) who exaggerate the beauty of their love interests in their poems. He says that although his lover's eyes are nothing like the sun, coral is more red than her lips, her breasts are dun as opposed to white like snow, she has black wires for hair, and her cheeks are not red like roses, and she has bad breath, he still loves her.

The final couplet says it all "And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare / As any she belied with false compare."

He is saying that he thinks his love is as special as any other woman that is falsely compared in poems. I think that he isn't bashing the actual woman he is referring to, rather the poets who compare their love interests to outrageous things like Goddesses. I believe that the first 12 lines make the last 2 so important and so nice.