Shall I compare thee to a summer’s rose? <br />Thou art more exquisite and more restrain: <br />Rough winds do shake the long and lank flowers, <br />And summer’s rose hath all too short a life: <br />Sometimes too stunning to touch, <br />And often its complexion and tone are bleach; <br />And fair from fair its grace has clouded, <br />By chance or nature's changing course untainted; <br />But thy eternal appeal shall not droop <br />Nor lose thy possession on thy allure thou owest; <br />Nor death shall crow thou drift in his awning, <br />When in eternal stanzas thou growest: <br />So long as people can breath or eyes can see, <br />So long this and this gives life to thee.<br /><br />Jeffrey Liminsang<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/shall-i-compare-thee-to-a-summer-s-rose/
