Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer’s Day (Sonnet 18) By William Shakespeare

Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer’s Day (Sonnet 18) By William Shakespeare 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 […]