莎士比亚爱情诗英文

　　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 sometimes declines,

　　By chance or nature’s changing course untrimmed;

　　But thy eternal summer shall not fade,

　　Nor lose possession of that fair thou own;

　　Nor shall death brag thou wander in his shade,

　　When in eternal lines to time thou grow:

　　So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,

　　So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

　　By William Shakespeare