Sonnets Xviii: Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day?

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

by William Shakespeare

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Awesome I like this poem, check mine out 
A wonderful and very moving sonnet.
Poet's Eye Every living beauty has to die if not seen by a poet's eye.....my poem for Shakespeare
To William Shakespeare, in your own words: 'So long as men can breath or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee' - absolute genius