Good poetry for you

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?

Thou art additional beautiful and more temperate:

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

And summer’s lease hath only too short a date;

Sometime too hot the attention of heaven shines,

And typically is his gold complexion dimm'd;

And each honest from fair someday declines,

By likelihood or nature’s ever-changing course untrimm'd;

But thy eternal summer shall not fade,

Nor lose possession of that fair grand 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 will breathe or eyes can see,

So long lives this, and this offers life to thee