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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 natures changing course untrimm’d: But thy eternal summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest, Nor shall death brag thou wandrest in his shade, When in eternal lines t...
