|The poem that caught my eye on the tube home yesterday.|
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.|
Well I'm not gonna force you to read my blog, but if you should happen to stumble upon it, take the time to sift through it as it may prove to be of some relevance to you. God forbid, you may actually enjoy it and you would wish to click the button which would mean you were eternally my follower. There isn't really any sort of meaning or specific task that this blog sets out to fulfil, think of it as bohemian.