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Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18 Original Sonnet 18 Sonnet 18 in your own words (LINE BY LINE) 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,

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