THE SONNET WHICH MAKES ME FALL IN LOVE, ALL OVER AGAIN EVERYTIME I READ IT....
Shall i compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling winds of may,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometimes 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 possesion 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 and eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
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