Sonnet 18
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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.
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