"Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer's Day" by William ShakespeareShall I compare thee to a Summers day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And Summers lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or natures changing course untrimmd:
But thy eternal Summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wanderest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
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