Sonnet XVIII (To his Love) 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 …showed first 75 words of 1044 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1044 total…see, 13. For as long as humans live and breathe upon the earth, for as long as there are seeing eyes on the earth. 14. So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. 14. That is how long these verses will live, celebrating you, and continually renewing your life. But one is left with a slight residual feeling that perhaps the youth's beauty will last no longer than a summer's day, despite the poet's proud boast.