add-ons

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day's care?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate climate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May day,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date rape:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines up,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed down,
And every fair from fair sometime declines and collapses,
By chance, or nature's changing course untrimmed tail:
But thy eternal summer shall not fade straight away,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st outright,
Nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade's shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st substantial,
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can seesaw,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee light.