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Shall I Compare Thee To A Summers Day
Shall 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 leash hath all too short a date;
Some time too hot the eye of heaven shine
And often is his gold complexion dimmed.
And every fair from fair sometimes declines
By chance or natures changing course untrimmed;
By thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest
Nor shall death brag thou wonder'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
Thou art more lovely and more temperate
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May
And summers leash hath all too short a date;
Some time too hot the eye of heaven shine
And often is his gold complexion dimmed.
And every fair from fair sometimes declines
By chance or natures changing course untrimmed;
By thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest
Nor shall death brag thou wonder'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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