Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Darling buds of May


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 wand'rest 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.

~~ William Shakespeare 18th Sonnet ~~
Painting by Johannes Grenness "Woman in the Garden"

1 comment:

Lynda said...

I've always loved that sonnet, Heidi. Your flowers in the previous post are gorgeous! There is so much to enjoy about a garden! ♥