Sonnet 18
William Shakespeare, 1609 · ~3 min
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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.
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.
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