Shall I compare thee to a summer's day - Bryan Ferry
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 dimm'd;
And every fair from fair
Sometime declines
By chance or nature's changing
Course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer
Shall not fade
Nor lose possession of
That fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag
Thou wander'st in his shade
When in eternal lines
To time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe
Or eyes can see
So long lives this
And this gives life to thee