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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 to hot the eye of heaven shines, an often is his gold complexion dimmed; and every fair from fair sometime declines, by chance or nature's changing course untrimmed; But thy eternal summer shall not fade, nor loose posession of that fair thou ow'st or shall Death brag thou wand'rest in his shade when in eternal lines to time thou grow'st. So as long as men can breathe or eyes can see, so long lives this and this gives life to thee" (Sonnet 18, W. Shakespeare) |
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