<P> Q1 Q2 Q3 </P> <P> 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 dimmed; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimmed: 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 . </P> <P> 8 12 14 </P> <Tr> <Td> </Td> <Td>--William Shakespeare </Td> <Td> </Td> </Tr>

Shall i compare thee to a summer's day thou art more lovely and more temperate meaning