616. Sonnet 18 by William Shakespeare
b"William Shakespeare read by Classic Poetry Aloud\\n\\nwww.classicpoetryaloud.com\\nTwitter: @classicpoetry\\nFacebook: www.facebook.com/poetryaloud\\n\\nGiving voice to the poetry of the past.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------------\\n\\nSonnet 18\\nby William Shakespeare (1564-1616)\\n\\nShall I compare thee to a summer's day? \\nThou art more lovely and more temperate: \\nRough winds do shake the darling buds of May, \\nAnd summer's lease hath all too short a date: \\nSometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, \\nAnd often is his gold complexion dimm'd; \\nAnd every fair from fair sometime declines, \\nBy chance, or nature's changing course, untrimm'd; \\nBut thy eternal summer shall not fade, \\nNor lose possession of that fair thou owest; \\nNor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, \\nWhen in eternal lines to time thou growest; \\nSo long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, \\nSo long lives this, and this gives life to thee.\\n\\n\\nReading \\xa9 Classic Poetry Aloud, 2007."