Sonnet 18
Sonnet 18
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 owest;
Nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
Sonnet 18LRC歌词
[00:00.00]Sonnet 18
[00:15.15]Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
[00:24.98]Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
[00:33.00]Rough winds do shake the darling buds of may,
[00:39.39]And summer's lease hath all too short a date,
[00:53.68]Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
[01:01.26]And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
[01:08.98]And every fair from fair sometime declines,
[01:17.00]By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
[01:32.96]But thy eternal summer shall not fade
[01:40.80]Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
[01:49.34]Nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
[01:57.26]When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
[02:06.01]So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
[02:13.15]So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
