Sunday, 26 October 2014

Shakespeare's Sonnet 18.

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 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. 


Sonnet 18 is one of my favourite poems. Maybe because it's one of the first ones I've read or maybe just because it's Shakespeare. 

So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.- I love how he keeps his beloved alive through his words. 



Tom hiddleston & Shakespeare... Is there anything better? 
The audio isn't the best but still. 

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