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!