Literature/William Shakespeare
Sonnet 18
William Shakespeare, 1609
Shakespeare’s sonnet comparing the beloved to a summer’s day and promising that the poem will keep that beauty alive for ever.
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 fadeNor lose possession of that fair thou owest;Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st 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.