W. SHAKESPEARE SONNET 18
Summer brings me to read Moreover, I think this is one of the sweetest, most romantic sonnets that I have ever read .....
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 has
life too short
sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines And often is his face
gold darkens
And every fair from beauty sometimes comes off, bare
By chance or nature's changing course.
But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of
nice that you have;
neither death brag thou wander in his shade, because
to time thou eternity
long as men can breathe or eyes can see
these lines will give you light and life.
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