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Shall I compare thee to a summer's day - Sonnet 18 - William Shakespeare

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,v 
And summer's lease hath all too short a date: 


Shall I compare thee to a summer's day - Sonnet 18 - William Shakespeare - Poem

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,v 
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. 



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