Thursday, January 13, 2011

Sonnet 18

As long as men can breathe or eyes can see
so long lives this and this gives life to thee.
Sculpture in San Diego, California

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.


Myrna R. said...

Wow. I am humbled by your words. So lovely and well written. Marvelous Kristen!

Reflections said...

Ditto! of Myrna's post... Ditto!

As I read through the words, humbling came to mind immediately, then when I went to comment, well...

Excellent piece, mastered this one!

Kristen Haskell said...

I too am humbled by these words. They are not mine but those of Shakespeare. I messed up by not citing that, sorry:) said...

This is a beautiful poem.
Such great imagery.
I especially like that reference 'the darling buds of may'
There used to be a TV program by that name with Catherine zeta jones.

Vicki Lane said...

What a memorial that sonnet is!