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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 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.