Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day?

Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day?
Thou are 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.

- William Shakespeare


Shall I compare thee to a Summer’s day?
For that is how I remember you:

In the lines I wrote in my memory.

- Ghostwise.

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I know I am but summer to your heart,
And not the full four seasons of the year;

- Edna St. Vincent Millay


And I carried your summer
To the depth of winter

Till it was buried under the snow.

- Ghostwise