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 owest,
nor shall death brag that thou wanderest in his shade,
when in eternal lines to time thou growest.
So long as men can breathe and eyes can see,
so long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
So long life to thee,
O Joseph Levin!
So long life to thee,
brave and fair.
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that thou art near thy sister and borne your homeland
to your globe.
So long life to thee,
Thou art near thy sister and borne your homeland.
have thy wisdom to remember thy time,
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
So long as men can breathe and eyes can see,
so long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
Thank you.
Thank you.