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.
William Shakespeare<Don't forget to sign my guestbook>
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