SONNET #18
By William Shakespeare
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 dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possesion of that fair thou own'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 breath, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
dunno why, but this poem keep ringing while I stdying COA..
specially this part"Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May"...
2 comments:
as i read from the beginning,
this is one special thing,
to be back at the moment where I used
to read this poetry,
and listening to Ms Rozie
teaching and explaining slowly,
I used to write poem when i got nothing to do,
and read it out loud for those who want me to,
this Sonnet 18 reminds me the feeling,
indeed..just one special thing..
ya..
one..
special..
thing.
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