1. Shakespear's 18th sonnet

2. Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day?

4. Thou art more lovely and more temperate.

6. Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May.
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:

8. Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And, often his gold complexion dimm’d

10. And every fair from fair sometimes declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm’d;

12. But, thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st

13. Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade

15. When in eternal lines to time thou growest

17. So long as men can breath or see,

19. So long lives this and this gives life to thee.

22. By: Brittany ♥