Shall I Compare Thee to a Summers’ Day? (Sonnet 18) – 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.

 

This sonnet, Sonnet 18, can be found in the volume, The Sonnets and a Lover’s Complaint.

Think about what the sonnet made you feel. Could you feel the summer’s warmth? Did the sonnet make you consider what will eventually fade vs. that which is eternal?

May you live out another beautiful poem in the collection of your life today, and we’ll see you tomorrow.

 

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