"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Instead of the cliché lonely, disheveled depressed Shakespeare, this sonnet is an example of his irregular cheery pieces of writing. Ironically, the poem lists negative aspects of what summer can sometimes bring, however this contradicts the poem where Shakespeare describes a person who's beauty will last longer than the summer ("But thy eternal summer shall not fade"). In the last lines of the play, Shakespeare states that death will be conquered: "Nor shall death brag though wander'st in his shade." I think that is the most amazing line in all of Shakespeare. Just read that over to yourself. It's absolutely epic. Therefore Sonnet 18 deserves a thumb's-up.
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