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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: | |||
: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 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. | |||
'''''Sonnet XVIII'' by William Shakespeare (1564-1616)''' | |||
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- Editor: Huub de Lange (added 2006-08-11). Score information: A4, 3 pages, 87 kbytes Copyright: Personal
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Title: Shall I compare thee
Composer: Huub de Lange
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsongs
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
Published: 2005
Description: #2 from Three Shakespeare Songs
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Original text and translations
English text
- 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 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.
Sonnet XVIII by William Shakespeare (1564-1616)