Sonnet 18
By William Shakespear
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 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 posession of that fair thou owest
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade
With eternal lines in time though growest
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see
So long lives this and gives life to thee
gets me every time
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