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,
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.
Shakespeare's sonnets arguably don't come any better than this.
Poet's Eye Every living beauty has to die if not seen by a poet's eye.....my poem for Shakespeare
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
To William Shakespeare, in your own words: 'So long as men can breath or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee' - absolute genius