TO what shall I compare her, <br />That is as fair as she? <br />For she is fairer - fairer <br />Than the sea. <br />What shall be likened to her, <br />The sainted of my youth? <br />For she is truer - truer <br />Than the truth. <br /> <br />As the stars are from the sleeper, <br />Her heart is hid from me; <br />For she is deeper - deeper <br />Than the sea. <br />Yet in my dreams I view her <br />Flush rosy with new ruth - <br />Dreams! Ah, may these prove truer <br />Than the truth.<br /><br />Robert Louis Stevenson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-what-shall-i-compare-her/
