| Thou art more lovely…… | 06.7.09 |
Shall i compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely & 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 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 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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June 7th, 2009 at 9:19 am
this makes my heart smile:)
June 7th, 2009 at 9:29 pm
Just discovered that you have a blog and am so happy.
I adore your work and this is gorgeous! You are very inspiring.
June 8th, 2009 at 2:08 pm
very inspirational. thanks.
June 9th, 2009 at 5:46 pm
ah yes. please do compare me to a summer’s day.
June 11th, 2009 at 4:29 pm
ooo …. sonnet 116. you are such a romantic! i love it! And don’t forget:
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments.
Love is not love, which alters
when it alteration finds.
Or bend with the remover to remove.
Oh no, it is an ever fixed marks that looks
on tempests,
and is never shaken.
I know this by heart
Thanks for bringing back memories from poetry club in high school.