Poems: Shakespeare's "Sonnet 18"

I'd been browsing through the English literature course books searching for a poem in order to start in that way a series of favourite poems that could appear interwoven among the rest of posts in this blog. I start with Shakespeare's 'Sonnet 18', a poem I remember writing about in my first exam of LITERATURA INGLESA I.

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 owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in 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.

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