SONNET

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Awai, Umi Ogimi

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

Awai, Umi Ogimi

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

Awai, Umi Ogimi

And summer's lease hath all too short a date:

Awai, Umi Ogimi

Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,

Awai, Umi Ogimi

And often is his gold complexion dimm'd,

Awai, Umi Ogimi

And every fair from fair sometime declines,

Awai, Umi Ogimi

By chance, or nature's changing course untrimm'd:

Awai, Umi Ogimi

But thy eternal summer shall not fade,

Awai, Umi Ogimi

Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,

Awai, Umi Ogimi

Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,

Awai, Umi Ogimi

When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:

Awai, Umi Ogimi

So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,

Awai, Umi Ogimi

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

Awai, Umi Ogimi