Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day?

ಯಾಕೆ ಹೀಗೆ Shakespear ಬರೆದ ಅಂತ ಯೋಚನೆ ಮಾಡಿದ್ರೆ, ಆಗಿನ ಕಾಲದ ಲಂಡನ್ ನಲ್ಲಿ (ಮತ್ತೆ ಈಗೂ ಕೂಡಾ), ಬೇಸಿಗೆ ದಿನಗಳಿಗೆ ಒಂದು ರೀತಿಯ ವಿಶೇಷ ಸ್ಥಾನಮಾನ ಅಂತಾನೇ ಹೇಳ್ಬೇಕು.

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Sonnet 18: Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?

By William ShakespeareShall 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 ow’st;
Nor shall death brag thou wander’st 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.