Read “Sonnet 18”
by William Shakespeare.
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Impressions of love
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate
Rough winds do shake the darling buds
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,