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.
[00:09.20]Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? [00:13.37]Thou art more lovely and more temperate: [00:17.00]Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, [00:20.42]And summer's lease hath all too short a date; [00:24.43]Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, [00:28.16]And often is his gold complexion dimm'd; [00:31.64]And every fair from fair sometime declines, [00:35.68]By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd; [00:40.40]But thy eternal summer shall not fade, [00:44.89]Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st; [00:48.48]Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, [00:52.58]When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st: [00:57.03]So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, [01:01.45]So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. [01:27.16]
