Sonnet 18: Shall I compare thee to a summer's day by William Shakespeare

Published: June 9, 2007, 3:45 p.m.

b"Shakespeare read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://classicpoetryaloud.podomatic.com/\\n\\nGiving voice to classic poetry.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------------\\n\\nSonnet 18\\nby William Shakespeare\\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."