 | Richard Maurice Bucke - 2006 - 405 páginas
...XYIII. Shall I compare thee to a summer's day! Thou art more lovely and more temperate : Bough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease...Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often in his gold complexion dimm'd; And every fair from fair sometimes declines, By chance, or nature's... | |
 | Nigel Rees - 2006 - 592 páginas
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 | Various - 2006 - 448 páginas
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 | 2006 - 141 páginas
...thee better after death. Elizabeth Barrett Browning Sonnet 18 Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds...May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date; Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimmed; And every fair... | |
 | Fred R. Shapiro - 2006 - 1092 páginas
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 | Allan Wolf - 2006 - 124 páginas
...George Gordon, Lord Byron 14 Poems That Rhyme from Sonnet 18 Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds...May, and Summer's lease hath all too short a date: — William Shakespeare Poems That Don't Rhyme Rough My life had gone completely to the dogs until... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2011 - 706 páginas
...perhaps the collection of sonnets 54 Shakespeare's Sonnets 55 18 Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate. Rough winds...May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date. 4 Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimmed; And every fair... | |
 | Peter J. Aubusson, Peter Aubusson, Allan G. Harrison, Steve Ritchie - 2006 - 226 páginas
...Shakespeare uses both metaphor and analogy in the following sonnet: Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate. Rough winds...May. And summer's lease hath all too short a date:.. But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest; Nor shall Death... | |
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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... 
