| Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? |
Shall I compare you to a summer's day? |
| Thou art more lovely and more temperate: |
You are more lovely and more constant: |
| Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, |
Rough winds shake the beloved buds of May |
| And summer's lease hath all too short a date: |
And summer is far too short: |
| Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, |
At times the sun is too hot, |
| And often is his gold complexion dimm'd; |
Or often goes behind the clouds; |
| And every fair from fair sometime declines, |
And everything beautiful sometime will lose its beauty, |
| By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd; |
By misfortune or by nature's planned out course. |
| But thy eternal summer shall not fade |
But your youth shall not fade, |
| Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest; |
Nor will you lose the beauty that you possess; |
| Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, |
Nor will death claim you for his own, |
| When in eternal lines to time thou growest: |
Because in my eternal verse you will live forever. |
| So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, |
So long as there are people on this earth, |
| So long lives this and this gives life to thee. |
So long will this poem live on, making you immortal. |
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