In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious the Most Merciful..
i got this poem from my penpal..he is so kind to me..teach me lot about his country..hope to see you one day..
..thanks for being my penpal and thanks for giving me this poems..hihi..although i do not fully understand about this poem,but i really appreciate it.
| Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer's Day? |
| 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, |
| 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 wand'rest in his shade, |
| When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st; |
| So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, |
So lives this, and this gives life to thee.
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