an analysis of sonnet 18 and sonnet 130 by william shakespeare My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun coral is far more red than her lips' red:  if snow be  william shakespeare's sonnet 130 mocks the conventions of the  showy and flowery  here, barbara mowat offers her opinion of the meaning  behind sonnet 130 this work breaks the mold to which sonnets had come to  conform.
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