Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? <br />Thou art more lovely and more temperate. <br />Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, <br />And summer's lease hath all too short a date. <br />Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, <br />And often is his gold complexion dimmed; <br />And every fair from fair sometime declines, <br />By chance, or nature's changing course untrimmed. <br />But thy eternal summer shall not fade <br />Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st; <br />Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade, <br />When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st, <br /> So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, <br /> So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.<br /><br />William Shakespeare<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-18-shall-i-compare-thee-to-a-summer-s-day/
