Celebrating Sweet Youth!

Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18 is the sonnet for all times. The finest!

The writer certainly got his wish come true. If he had wanted to immortalize the youth’s beauty, he has succeeded. When he declared that each time the sonnet is being read, the youth comes alive again and again, in a sense he is speaking of his own immortality as well.

Here is the sonnet.

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 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 long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

Enjoy!

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