Sonnet 18

by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE ((1564-1616)

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 sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course untrimmed:
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.

Shakespeare is considered by many to be the greatest dramatist of all time. Some of Shakespeare’s plays, such as “Hamlet” and “Romeo and Juliet”, are among the most famous literary works of the world, yet there have been many notable doubters that Shakespeare even wrote many of his plays. Among them are Mark Twain, Henry James and Charlie Chaplin.