Sunday, May 16, 2010

Sonnet 18

I forgot the tittle but here it is, my favorite poetry of all time. I can't decide between Shakespeare's and Beethoven's both are very good artist but I'll post this one first because I love summer where the sun will always shine

I'll let him compare me to a summers day..winks*

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

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