Monday, April 15, 2024

sonnet to a star

Shall I compare thee to a cruel summer's day
Thou art so gorgeous and more temperate 
Rough winds do shake "em off,  the darling buds of May
And August's lease hath all too short a date 

Sometimes too hot the James Dean eye of Heaven shines
And often is his goldrush complexion dimmed   
And every grace from grace sometime decline 
By chance or nature's tilting stage untrimmed 

But thy fearless summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that magnetic force thou owest
Nor shall Death brag he grabbed your passport to wander in his shade 
When in forever and always lines to time thou growest 

So long as the man can breathe and eyes can see
So long live-s this and this gives life to thee.

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all too well

ts lyrics mash up with shall I compare rhee

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