Sonnet 130 was initially very confusing at first I had interpreted the text as almost insulting a woman he loved. On further rereading I started to understand that this was less a love letter and more a piece on the overexaggerating of a woman’s beauty in a sonnet It is the final 2 lines that reveal this.
“And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.”Sonnet 130, William Shakespeare, Line 13&14
I found it quite interesting that he would jab at the common sonnet form. It also showed the stereotypical lines on how “rosy their cheeks are” and their “voice being more beautiful than music”. The ending was an interesting turn around despite the entire sonnet going on about how his mistress does not fit the ideal caricatures he loves her more than those who give the odd comparison.