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Sonnet 18
1Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
2Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
3Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
5Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
6And often is his gold complexion dim'd,
9But thy eternal summer shall not fade
12When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st,
13    So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
14    So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.


4] date] end-date. Back to Line
7] fair] lovely thing. Back to Line
8] untrim'd] stripped of beauty (OED, "untrim," v., 1; first occurrence). Back to Line
10] ow'st] own'st, owns, and possibly playing on "owes" (as we owe God a life). Back to Line
11] shade] Cf. Psalms 23.4: "the valley of the shadow of death" (from the Lord's Prayer). Back to Line