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Emma Lou Diemer - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day

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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 ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade
Whеn in eternal lines to timе thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee
 
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