Lindberg  Shall I compare thee
aus: "O, mistress mine";
Text: William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art lovely and more temperate:
Rough wind 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 untrimmed:
But the eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession
of that fair thou owes't
nor shall Death brag
thou wanderst in his shade, when i
n 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.
Life to thee.